Sunday Whirl Wordle #412


It’s Sunday! Wordle time.

Sometimes, I have so much on my plate, I need a relaxing walk in the woods to get things into perspective.
I feel a sense of humility when I listen to the birds. Rain or shine, they sing, sitting so still, you can’t see them for foliage.
I counted seven goldfinches last evening walking the dog locally, some taking a string of nesting materials to nearby trees where their babies can grow in safety.
Stories of storks and newborns may raise a smile or two but I would not wish to change places with them.

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