Leaving, returning, and changing

It’s morning to me but the choir has started its day way earlier. Different sounds, chirps, and twitters fills the air and surroundings – it sounds like a chaotic harmony to me. I arrive to the backyard terrace with a cup of coffee and make it to get a sight when the fieldfare (räkättirastas inContinue reading “Leaving, returning, and changing”

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