There is freedom in cutting loose one’s bonds to float high above the rest of the world.

To be quiet, and alone in one’s thoughts.

It is a space and place that I do sometimes share.

Just when I find myself adjusting to the elevation…

…and the solitude.

Just when I start feeling too comfortable, too removed…

…I feel a tug on the heartstrings that brings me back down to earth.

Sometimes it’s as simple as discovering on my front walk a baby bird that needs to be returned to its nest.

More often it is my own baby birds, coming home to roost.

Even just for a little while.
All words and images c2014 Naomi Baltuck.
Baby birds coming home, even for just a while. Oh my, Naomi…
As they move out into the world, making their own homes.
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Lovely photography, Naomi. Lovely sentiments.
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