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"All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings."First Day of Fall
-Laura Ingalls Wilder
In the midst of my morning routine their cackles drew me to the window. I looked out, half-expecting to see that what sounded like massive amounts of birds would turn out to be the squealing breaks of an aging automobile. But nature did not disappoint.
A congregation of crows had taken over our treetops.
I paused for a moment in between packing lunches and feeding dogs. I marveled in the wonder of a sky filled with wings. I chuckled when the meeting that had seemed to adjourn appeared to pick right back up again, this time along rooftops.
I carried away with me the gentle reminder to listen to the music the earth has to offer.