Inspired by Dave Bonta's Morning Porch
Still grey and gentle. In spring, birds contest everything; top knot pigeons practice competitive folk dance, galahs celebrate dinner with a shout, honey eaters orbit the bottle brush and wagtails swing over the grasses. A first locust investigates my seedlings. Shy sunlight. A soft shadow falls over my hands; sifting grass roots for a new garden.
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