Day twenty-one );ate): A cluster of wooden buoys hung on the porch, now strewn with crunchy leaves. It hadn’t been swept since the summer.
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A simple, hand-made bird house adorned one of the trees near the house. It was lived in, and a few strands of bedding straw poked out its cozy doorway.
Apologies! This is a day late! More to come tomorrow 🙂
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A spool of thread, attended by a stray button, awaited the mending at hand.
Day seventeen : A crow lit in the yard for a moment, tentatively. It tested the wind, then flew off to an unknown destination; a hooded gleam in its eye.