And So She Flew Central Park NYC then began their slow patrol

then began their slow patrol of the yard

helping me interpret my ever-changing world

journal-like prose

a whisper that speaks of distant lands and impending farewells

And So She Flew Central Park NYC then began their slow patrol"Captivated by the night sky, the Northern Flicker was always the first to greet the moon. Flashing her white spot hidden from the world, she would spread her wings wide, embracing the silent sky. With each graceful beat, the Flicker soared higher. And so she flew, a silhouette against the glittering heavens, etching her story in the expanse of the night, a flight that echoed in the hearts of those who dared to look up and dream." RDA