Who, who, who

wheelshadow.jpgI wake up to the who, who, who of the owls and I know that they call for me, reminding me of my responsibility to live this day in all its essence. The air smells of magnolia and mint, and the egg-yolk gold of daybreak envelopes me as I carry in the Sunday paper, percolate the coffee, and prepare my bike for its run to the community garden. I will water, tend, listen, and maybe change the world for the better a little bit — or at least change myself so I am ready when I am called by the owls next.

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