The sky unscarred by a single contrail is as blue as I’ve ever seen it. A hawk spirals higher and higher, unthreading gravity’s screw.
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
The sky unscarred by a single contrail is as blue as I’ve ever seen it. A hawk spirals higher and higher, unthreading gravity’s screw.
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oh yes, thank you! And may you and yours stay safe and healthy!
Thanks, Susan. Same to you!