a white egret at the marsh
Dusty Springfield
cool, foggy mornings
turkey vultures in the field
fairies blowing bubbles at the fair
the sun dancing on green leaves
glass marbles in a dish
pink dahlias
french vanilla coffee
and chocolate croissants
spanishwoods 
A very good post. Thank you for sharing!
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Thank you for reading!
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You are welcome!
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Anybody who can become inspired by Turkey Vultures is my kind of person, Sylvia. I love the way they lazily circle through the sky as they search for their next feast. –Curt
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Ha! I like watching them fly too. But this time I watched them for close to an hour in a field. Their feathers are really beautiful and they completely enchanted me. They weren’t feeding on anything, just walking around. I was interested in how they moved and even how they related to one another and how they kept their attention on me and on the pup. I think they are really interesting birds.
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Me too, Sylvia. Out West, you sometimes see them up in trees on cool, damp morning with there wings spread out the way cormorants do. They can’t soar until their feathers are dry.
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Wonderful!
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Thank you.
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Dusty Springfield, a name from long ago. 🙂
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Yes it is. Preacher Man isn’t on this album, but there are other soulful tunes with her wonderful voice that I always enjoy.
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