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  • Writer's pictureJean Linville

evaporation of time

Updated: Feb 28, 2021

January 30 - February 3 Week 57/72

the snow is still

falling at an impressive rate

I head inside, protesting muscles

relaxing into a chair nestled

next to a space heater and I

get lost in the quiet beauty

of a mourning dove

facing into the storm

checkered wing

ruffled flight feather

tawny brown washed here and there

stunning variations of color visible

against the bright white snow

the gentle bird repositions

closing its pale blue eyelids

against the feathery flakes

that have now coated

the driveway

once again

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Bethe Hagens
Bethe Hagens
Feb 04, 2021

The mourning doves descended on us with the snow. Honestly, I think there were 27 that I counted outside just beyond the back deck. I wish I had seen the pale blue eyelids. We were just so stunned that they were there to eat. . . .Meow Mix.

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