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  • I found myself filling up the humming bird feeder even though I have not seen my backyard hummers for a week or so. The dawning of shorter days usually sends them south this time of year, and by September they are pretty much gone seeking a greener pasture so to speak, at least until next May when each year without fail they return. But, just in case one decided to stay back awhile, I filled the feeder. You never really know.

    This whole ritual reminded me of you. I was ready for your return, not really knowing you would and at the same time knowing it would indeed happen because I knew you so well or perhaps it was our love I knew best. But just in case, I was there for you when it did. In the end you told me in your own way you wanted to return. I so wish you had a just in case ritual, just in case you ran out of time to make your return.
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