Monday

A flurry of sparrows rushing from one tree to another, like a gust of wind.
Warm sunlight & clear blue skies spread themselves evenly & lovingly across the day.
A couple of trees starting to yellow & wane.
A black cat with green eyes shuns me in the alley.
Sunlight bakes the insides of my bare forearms at its zenith.
Three sparrows return for a visit later in the day.