If you had been sitting at the edge of the field, quietly going about the busy work of observing, you might have noticed her creep out from among the trees. You might have thought she was looking for something – food or water or a place that felt safe enough to rest. You might have even considered that she was looking for you, although you would have been certain that was a foolish thought to think.

Beautiful, Russ. Thank you for turning me on to this wonderful writer!
Cathy
Thank you, Cathy. You’ve likely done the same for me about other writers in earlier posts.
Russ