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Waiting for the blackbirds

Every day that my “Boomer Walk” takes me up Cardiac, I admire, and stand awestruck by this massive oak. Today someone I follow on Facebook posted that she saw red-winged blackbirds for the first time this spring.

I get more excited for the blackbirds than I do the robins, I think. The male redwings come first and pepper the trees and startle me with the sheer audacity of their loudness after the birdy quiet of winter.

Someday soon (sadly, not today) this oak will be filled with them. I cannot wait.

Oak on Cardiac


I’m a small town yoga teacher who says motherfucker a lot. I hate anything woo. I’m into neuroscience. And facts. I’ll lead the chanting of “om” sometimes, but it makes me feel awkward. I want to access flow states. As far as yoga helps me do that, I’m into it. Dopamine is my fave neurotransmitter. Don’t tell anyone I told you this.

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