There is freedom in cutting loose one’s bonds to float high above the rest of the world.
To be quiet, and alone in one’s thoughts.
It is a space and place that I do sometimes share.
Just when I find myself adjusting to the elevation…
…and the solitude…
Just when I start feeling too comfortable, too removed…
…I feel a tug on the heartstrings that brings me back down to earth.
Sometimes it’s as simple as discovering on my front walk a baby bird that needs to be returned to its nest.
More often it is my own baby birds, coming home to roost.
Even just for a little while.
All words and images c2014 Naomi Baltuck.
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