Watching Lizzy Watching The Birds

This morning, before I rose, I lingered. Saturated myself in it. Everything, everywhere.The air alive with sound. Commanding Liz’s attention. I watched as she watched. Marveled in her stillness in the midst of all the around us movement.


A Watching Liz


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