The song sparrow sings
In the tree peppered with sun
And her mate answers.
Art Prescription: Since my husband is busy with work, I ventured out alone on the Hillsborough River Walk. Hillsborough is a quaint town just 20 minutes from home.
Weaver Street, a local co-op grocery, was having a wine sale, so people were milling about tasting wine.
I was happy to walk quietly on the trail.
Solitude is a gift we in our technologically over-stimulated world often dismiss.
Chinese brush birds with chops:
2 thoughts on “Song Sparrow”
Beautiful ~ thank you Beverly
Lovely. I seek out the gift of solitude often. I need it to regenerate and refresh!