pulled up over my nose,
hood tightened over the woolen toque pulled low over my ears.
woolen mittens layered over thin gloves
zipped up, buttoned up, bundled up
homeward into a wind ~ thin and cold
glad I was dressed warmly
for my walk of fifteen minutes
from a distance I saw them
they looked like leaves
left over from the fall,
but ~ bundled in their own feathery coats,
tiny tail feathers gave them away
a small flock of grey/brown sparrows
~ tails to the wind
an unexpected reminder of life in the cold.
“The unexpected is what makes life possible.”
~ Ursula K.LeGuin, the Left Hand of Darkness
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