We. Are. Here.

That evening in May…

The return of the Thrush

The sweet face of the Violet

Tender light

Soft air

Gentle hues… Everywhere

The play of the breeze
and the last bits of light
Sending Morse code
across the pond:

WE. ARE. HERE.

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