Tuesday, June 29, 2021

 

June 26, 2021

In the Valley of the Moon leaping from my fingertips. 

Found a clump of feathers attached to a bit of flesh. Sweetboi’s or Denise’s work, I should think. I believe the victim was an immature starling. The garden is in shock from the heat. If no rain in the forecast, radical watering. 

Maud can barely move from one nap spot to the next.


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