When I walked down 4oth today with my deposit for the bank and some letters to mail, I heard several crows cawing loudly in a mountain ash on the corner.
The tree had been carefully trimmed, so there was lots of space between the limbs and leaves. The composition was so beautiful...the complements of blue and orange, the sheen of blue on the crow's black feathers, and the flicker of sun along the bark and in the leaves. I stopped for a moment to "memorize" the vision.
What really struck me after I stood there and looked for a while was the intensity of this August 1, 2009 sky. It reminded me of October skies, but with a heat and glow of summer. This blue was so hard and flat, and yet so luminous that I felt if I threw a rock at the scolding crow and missed, I would shatter the sky and it would fall all around me in shards of blue.
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