Friday: Things with Wings

I’m a bit of a scavenger for treasures when I’m out and about. I found these things on my morning run and had to bring them home with me. Also observed this morning while I was out on the trail: the morning sun reflecting off the river, a flock of seagulls looking for breakfast, the smell of a wood burning stove, brisk air on my face, warm sunlight soaking through my fleece, the sound of the few leaves left on the trees rustling, a bald eagle flying low over a field and landing in a nearby tree, my own spirits rising, etc, etc, etc…