Blackbirds


I was thinking of this song when I woke up, and wondering how I would incorporate it into a journal entry…I was thinking about rebirth, about rebuilding and moving forward .    I love crows, blackbirds, they are intelligent, resourceful, persevering.

When I logged onto my news feed this morning the first thing I read was an article about blackbirds falling dead from the sky in Arkansas.  Nobody is sure why they died.

This is in tribute.

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Tilly Evan Jones

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.” ~Mary Oliver

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