In the last blast of evening light I watched a swallow follow an eagle into the air. Up and up it went, harassing that huge bird. Forgotten was the ground. Forgotten the safe verandah eaves. I watch it higher and higher until it was lost in the ocean of sky.
For the last three days my wr…
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