A Diary: 15 seconds :: 365 days

On my early morning walk: noticed a good number of times that small birds swooped, darted, dashed across my field of vision - in pairs, solo flights, trios and quartets. The blur of dark lines that they became.

And this: the elegance of window glass slipping silently down inside a car door revealing interior darkness.

I don't carry my phone with me when I walk. These moments become videos captured in memory only.