how felice sees

By dawdler

in the throes of the day

a long, gray, dull, soggy one, and just when it didn't seem possible, the sun made a brief but brilliant appearance.

so i ran outside, hoping to catch some daylight...and spotted a bright red bird taking wing and, at the same time, this young man was passing by... he asked me, "what are you doing?" as i crossed the street again and again, back and forth.

so i explained that i was attempting to take a photo of the bird in flight, and he said, "well, you can just take a picture of me."

so, here he is!
and one more

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