So fellow travelers, I have arrived at a quiet retreat center for a weekend of creative adventures with several friends.
Early morning bird calls had me out walking a dew laden trail where I came around a corner and startled a small flock of goldfinches.
They swooped up to the shelter of a large tree at the edge of the field where they twittered loudly at my intrusion. It reminded me of a phrase used in Mahjong to describe the sound of the tiles being mixed before stacking “the twittering of sparrows”.
Twittering tree song
Yellow dots dash branch to branch
Sweet morning greeting
Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.