The second half of life..

By twigs

This reminds me......

.......of a scenario I pose to my students........

There are five birds sitting on a branch.  Two decide to fly away.  How many are left?


How very apt that one of my super-friendly fantails should be there to prod my thoughts today as I began to contemplate the end of the holiday and the emotion that goes with it.

I've been here before.  I'm familar with the process - my process.

Fly, wee bird.....fly.

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