Looking together in the same direction.

Looking together in the same direction.
Sea otters hold hands while they sleep so they don't drift apart.

by my favorite poet, Mary Oliver

"Instructions for living a life.

Pay attention.

Be astonished.

Tell about it."

Mary Oliver


Tuesday, March 5, 2024

“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.” ― Kait Rokowski

 (daily ex., morning dog walk 1.6 slow miles, pm tm jog 5 miles. plus 1 mi cooldown walk)

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