Most familiar bird wearing

family crest

Cardinalidae.

Sweet whistle

Grosbeak

finding thistle.

Red spy in morning

From behind dark mask

Privy to suet in Privet

Restore my shore.

All tide up and

turned around.

Tumult and fury

blind and blurry.

Storms brought

Windswept thought.

Grain upon grain

shift and sort

Ideas form.

Abate and wait

for

my clean slate.

Rounding the bend opposite Pickett Landfill, I note the tiny carapace (upper shell) of Baby Snapping Turtle- wobbly but making its way across the warm paved path towards a rippling pond.
I put on the brakes, hop off my bike and kneel- wobbly myself, steadying my camera.

For an instant I believe I am Kin, a subtle yet strong sense of imprinting gazing towards me….

My bike helmet (upper shell)!

of course…..