Early today the adolescent crows began their cawcawcawcaw
cawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawcawing.
A pair of them in the apple tree, all wing-flutter and open-beak.
The parent about fifteen feet away on an outdated tv antenna.
Abandonment training. Empty nest practice. And where were
my very own post-adolescent crows aka human-grown-children?
Slumbering before mama-crow winged off to another continent.
You must be there now. There. I'm just back home from a going-away party for Tracy & Nolan & Steve. Bittersweet. I'll miss my boy, my familly, my friend.
ReplyDeleteMaterials management & organizing today. One car-full to Goodwill, making space for Nouvel & sanity.
I am missing you already, and wish you wonderful days & nights.
Hug for T-bee from Q-bee! (and a luxurious recovery from jet lag!)