The Wise Woman saw a hawk rise out of the underbrush and sail off through the woods, a 4-foot snake trailing from its beak.
How did I, standing beside her, miss this wonder? Was I searching the forest floor for blooming vervain, in genus Verbena? Was I lost in thought?
Many notes in this collection are about paying attention and noticing things. Sometimes it seems a wonder that I notice anything at all.
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