Buzzard, Moon, and Miles

A lone buzzard, charcoal and black with a variegated white stripe, soars majestically in lazy circles, quartering the azure sky. At one point he hangs between the budding Party Tree and a the half moon-- the only other object in a cloudless sky-- in perfect balance between the heavens and Earth.

It's a beautiful day. My heart overflows with wonder and joy. I am content, in a most intense way.