how a certain kind of blue hole in the cloudy sky evokes the lorax, every single time.*
when the guinea pig drinks water, it sounds like someone's in the other room typing on an old typewriter. when the dog drinks water, it sounds like this: "ding. ding. ding. ding."
these eagles. the babies with their wobbly, downy bodies, the parents epitomizing calm and patience and gorgeous instinct. that nest is six feet across, and it weighs more than a ton. sometimes you can catch glimpses of rabbits or fish caught, stored in the nest, gradually eaten and fed to the chicks.
*"just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance...as he lifted himself by the seat of his pants..."
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