Up this morning at dawn. What a delight to wake up when the world is waking. This morning it is a slow process. No geese honking. Ducks just barely moving around. It rained but is not at the moment. Now the surface of the Pond is still except for an occasional ring that forms when a bird or a bug hits the surface, or perhaps a small fish is coming up for a look-see. All is still gray this morning. Two common grackles are walking the labyrinth where yesterday one of the cats ran around in it A breeze is gently blowing the wind chimes clapper back and forth, but not enough to make a sound at the moment. The only sound is the refrigerator motor. Seeing another ring on the surface of the Pond reminds me of one of my favorite couplets. A Robert Frost thought: We dance around in a ring and suppose, while the Secret sits in the center and knows.
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