A group of moving clouds passing by a group of still clouds, like a school of vaporous dolphins in a sky ocean. Or like a group of high school seniors passing obsequious freshmen who are backed up against lockers in the hall.
A toddler dressed in a red t-shirt and tan shorts, screaming and running away from his father: a great game. For the toddler. A teenager whizzing by on an electric skateboard, and I marvel at his easy way with balance. One of the few remaining cicadas flying up into a tree: Is the party over? Where IS everyone?
A red cardinal sitting motionless on the post of a white picket fence. I hear another bird high up in a tree calling out in a strangely muffled way, as though he has a big bite of muffin in his mouth and is trying to talk around it. (I speak from experience.)
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