I tried to walk to the river everyday.I stpo a lot to write phrases that come in my head, take photos, or talk to people I meet.
Three walkers are ahead of me: One going towards the river and 2 are returning from the river.
A reflection from a tree catches my attention. A spider web.
Afterwards I start looking for the birds. I hear their calls and songs during my walk.
I pass by clusters of flowers.
A fisherman in a boat comes around.
I walk the same path home
and find early arrival of ghosts.
The day is cool but sunny. The colors are starting to change.
2 thoughts on “The birds and flowers”
A lovely path you walk. What a gift, to live where it’s mild enough to walk nearly every day. And these October days are glorious, aren’t they?
Yes. The weather is wonderful. I can walk early in the morning before the day becomes hot.
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