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“..watching an owl…with half-shut eyes, looking out from the land of dreams… he launched himself off spreading his wings to unexpected breadth, I could not hear the slightest sound from them…Guided amid the pine boughs rather by a delicate sense of their neighborhood than by sight, feeling his twilight way…with his sensitive pinions, he found a new perch, where he might in peace await the dawning of his day.”

Henry David Thoreau ‘Walden’

Published by ady80braun

retired k teacher, mom

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