I've heard that Life comes at you fast--
but Life seems to go past me fast.
2 weeks? Is it possible? The calendar says yes. 2 weeks ago, almost to the minute- the lovebirds were waiting out a downpour (with hail, even)--so they could try to find hidey-holes in the packed car for "a little this and that" and begin the flight to their new nest-
I was glad for the rain that day-
for one moment more. . .





























