A little photo dump of my day. Been feeling super weird, it feels better to slow down. I need that simple beautiful pleasure of existence.
My woodpeckers. You can hear one calling towards the end.
My woodpeckers. You can hear one calling towards the end.
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To be the one chasing what the bird found we dont get to see. But isnt that poetic justice, we pretend we see everything and the bird flew beyond and said I'm taking what I desire