The tree outside my window is yellow again. I'm waiting. I'm waiting for the little birds to arrive to have their feast for the harvest. Yesterday I saw a jay, threatening and strong, sit on a branch. Soon a hummingbird came along, taunting the huge visitor.
But the finches have not yet arrived! I'm waiting. How will I wait for them? I'm impatient for them to come here to my window for my viewing pleasure.
The wise ones say those who travel far fail to receive wisdom. Wisdom and joy are right here, right now.
Take a look!
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