Beautiful things I have seen

Excerpt from an old journal;

- A gorgeous flock of small brown birds. Skipping ad flitting across the grass, landing in perfect ovals, filling in to solid circles on the ground. They pick up like a blanket - all connected and fly just above the ground to set gently down on another patch of grass in complete silence. I wonder how they all know which way to go - is there a leader? No, I think they all just sense a common direction.

- The dark leaden clouds set behind bare trees. The light crisp blue below the cloud line. The wisp of pink that plays in the distance.

- The darkened atmospheric bathroom with gloomy light cascading through the windows.