CIRCULAR
It’s colder out than I want it to be. Not window-scraping weather, yet, but I can feel it’s coming. Geese are flying in v-formations low across the sky. Recently, there was a lazy circle of storks flying over our neighborhood. They looked so weird, alien, almost. Then they turned in unison and flew north. The storks we have here were supposed to be raised and then released to migrate to Africa each winter. Instead they stay. Every stork I see reinforces a feeling of wonder about where I live. It’s crazy season. Can you feel how fast everything is going?...