Early morning, gulls in boulder are already up. Gliding lazily, they swoop down once in a while, to gather food crumbs. Some are busy manoeuvering in the morning breeze.
Oh such a lovely day today. The little sparrow begins practicing her flight lessons. She flits back and forth to a few trees, rests for a while, pecks at something and lesson time again.
As the eagle soars high in the colorado noon-sky, I follow it's ascent. Slowly, steadily, with each flap it rises, higher and higher. There is a strong current from the mountains. Now the eagle is mighty high, wading peacefully in the current.
The evening is already sleepy. The geese are returning to the sun in a victory formation. They have flown long and wide today.
Night has set in, the stars are out playing poetry, and I am still wondering why birds fly ?
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