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Off the cliff,
he sprang
with glee.
He would
soon fly
and it
worried me.
He was
young and
foolish,
you see,
as most
young "Gulls"
are. Just
not you
or me.

Blue Heron hunting for dinner

Fair the wind,
comes from the Sea.
bringing fresh,
sweet air to Yee.

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Love the rain
freshened smell
of the sea.
Primitive thoughts
of our origins,
percolate the mind.

Walk the path
down the hill,
past the
golden Daffodil.
Stop and reflect
the scenic view,
marvel at the
sky, so blue

Cool this morning
with temperatures rising
to another warm,
Pacific Northwest Day.
A cool breeze
ruffles the leaves
and squeezes the
limbs of the tall
Fir trees.
The first hint of
Fall touches the air.
Leaves will begin to turn
colors as the evening
coolness follows
Natures lead.

Barren the branch,
no leaves appear.
Will they return?
Perhaps, next year.

The light,
the shadow,
meld into grey,
A colorful spot,
who's to say?

Red was the Fox,
scurrying on the ground,
trying to escape from
pursuit by a hound.
The Fox, was sly
as a fox can be,
thought," I can hide,
you'll never find me,
under a log."
Hidden, up tight,
the Fox stayed hidden,
to avoid having to fight.
After the hound passed by,
he came out of hiding,
for as a Fox, he was sly.

I missed the season.
A season now gone.
T'was supposed to be Spring,
but it passed us by,
with little rain,
except for the tears cried.

Comes the Sun
after the cloud
has sheltered us,
in early morn