Mockingbird says:
“Listen well, and your own speech will be enriched.”
Gratitude List:
1. The trees, those people who grasp the Earth between their toes and grow down toward the heart of the mother, who dream their leaves and needles and nuts and flowers and fruit into the air, who breathe for us.
2. The spiders, those people who fling themselves with abandon into the air and drift on their own silk to a new anchoring place, who make the connections, who spin and weave.
3. The birds, those feather people who dash from tree-branch to tree-branch or rest on a hammock of sky–treading wind currents, whose very speech is music, who range in size from the hummingbird smaller than my open hand to the eagle whose wingspan is greater than my own.
4. Margaret Atwood, who is tearing at my heart with her book, The Year of the Flood.
5. Fresh corn for supper tonight.
May we walk in Beauty.
Mockingbird Chronicles 