A flurry of yellow-bellied Warblers dances in on the wind. The Old Woman looks up from the deep red Nagoonberries she is harvesting to watch the minute birds. She smiles as one lands on her shoulder, then flies off again. Little Snake watches hungrily from her coil on a sun-warmed rock. The Warblers twitter and drift through a nearby Willow tree. Their greenish yellow bellies blend in perfectly with the Willow’s fading leaves. Summer is halfway on its journey to the Autumn Equinox.
Very wise and insightful! Loved this quote: “‘The Mice may have forgotten in their minds, but their bones still remember, and so does the land. When they stop to listen, they will recall.”
Very wise and insightful! Loved this quote: “‘The Mice may have forgotten in their minds, but their bones still remember, and so does the land. When they stop to listen, they will recall.”