Have you ever looked at the birds as they fly and wished to be a bird. This is probably my oldest wish. To be able to fly like a bird. So effortless. So far above every wish or cognitive thought. Soaring.
Actually my most recurring dream (and God knows you do not want to be bored out of your mind by my dreams because I remember every one of them and they are in DETail) – the dream that I lived in the most, during my nights as a teenager, was when I was a horse that flew. No wings – just flight. My favourite one of this series was when I was flying over mountains made of orange and lemon peels. The scent was divine. But let’s not go there.
These two Canadian Geese have been hanging about lately. This has never happened before, that a pair should think about setting up housekeeping close by. Though I am sure the dogs will change their minds fairly quickly. They are huge birds, and like all the birds that visit here – common. I love the common birds. 
I love flight.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Sheila will.
love celi
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31 responses to “Free as a Bird”
We had a bird expert staying with us when we did the photography courses and I mooted your point to him of being as “free as a bird”. He looked at me as though as I was mad…their whole life is spent looking over there shoulder for predators when they’re not looking for food or flying thousands of miles non stop without food….and then of course they lose their flight feathers for a month when they’re prey to any one or thing…..but it’s still a good dream 🙂