finding our flock in turbulent times
On this last day of our family gathering over Thanksgiving, flocks are on my mind and the way of birds finding safety, comfort, conversation, food, and shuffling wings to create room for one another.
On this last day of our family gathering over Thanksgiving, flocks are on my mind and the way of birds finding safety, comfort, conversation, food, and shuffling wings to create room for one another.
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