Murmuration 10.28.2017


At the edge of the lake, the grass had been obscured by reds, oranges and yellows in infinite and indescribable variations and combinations, the trees above seeming to emit their own light as they reflected the sun in contrast against the blue skies and the greyness of the waters, leaving me with my nose pressed up against the car window having run short of time, my heart aching as I drove away, feeling like my eyes had been newly opened to something both routine and wonderful. We spent the evening playing pool with friends and having a mixed reaction to the experience, which I think will inform future choices on how to best spend our precious, limited hours on this Earth.