The calendar turns...
The wheel of the year turns...
And yet, today is all we have.
This moment, is all we really, really have.
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The bird house... Next door neighbor's bird house... Which I see from my kitchen window... The usual Spring-time-dance has already happened there. Birds come and seem to be happily building a nest. Then, they disappear.
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What draws them there?
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What drives them away?
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