Sun rising & streaming right into my eyes & heart & life.
Crows crackling somewhere.
Open blue sky calling out.
Ma Tulsi growing in a shaft of morning sunlight, the quartz crystal at her base glowing.
Kitten whipped up by the visit of a band of nomadic sparrows.
A wasp buzzes around.
The day hovers between two seasons, the best of both somehow.
Later in the afternoon, the 1/4 moon rises in the south-eastern sky for a while.