A flock of crows circled overhead this morning –a sinister gathering of dark-winged forces that broke my backyard reverie.
“Nevermore,” they rasped.
“Nevermore,” the canyon echoed.
“No more,” I whispered, and hurried inside.
Friday the 13th. It’s a fretful date for many, steeped in a brew pot of superstitions and ominous warnings.
But not Freckles. I mean, c’mon! Sunny skies overhead and a bellyful of herring…who wouldn’t be reveling in their good fortune?
Life isn’t perfect, of course. Tsunamis hit and storm clouds threaten. But if anyone can teach us how to turn an inauspicious day toward the good, it’s Freckles. He just goes with the flow, our pinniped pal, and so can we.
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