In my backyard

This morning the fog hung just at the top of the trees in the backyard ~ the first sound I heard was the call of geese flying unseen overhead ~ someone once told me that the call of the goose was the call of an ancestor ~ the calls this morning seemed sad to me ~ I’m not sure if it was because they were disembodied and disconnected from from my immediate surroundings or because I wasn’t myself grounded in the day yet ~ the second sound I heard was the church bell ringing the hour ~ I have come to look forward to that sound as I walk in the yard ~ did our ancestors find the ringing of the bells on the hour grounding  or did the bells just become one more sound that got lost in the day ~

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