Jackie Fitzpatrick Hennessey
Monday, December 30, 2013
Cartwheeling on a breeze
There were hundreds of them, starlings perhaps or sparrows, cavorting and cartwheeling on the winter wind. Up and over the trees they swooped, chattering and singing.
For a moment, I thought I heard them laughing.
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