Exotic birds perch on the veins of a leaf. Such beauty in them, but they are so small — or maybe the leaf is large, larger than the trees below the window. The birds do not appear to be hungry. The leaf is intact. & there seems to be plenty of water to go round. A fairly full glass balances on the ledge. & should the glass fall there is still that river nearby, within flying distance, even if the outside is outside their view.
Sunday, October 10, 2021
#473 Le regard intérieur
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