Jack, Adam and I have been watching a group of goslings that live near our apartment. Yesterday we barely recognized them, they'd grown so big! They make us think of the movie The Wild Robot, which had me crying ugly tears in the flight scene. Your reflection today helps me understand why I love goslings so much: "and when you see the baby birds you understand that you’re actually carrying hope in disguise. Hope protected. Hope looking for a way out; to be let go." Beautiful, Callie.
"Carrying hopelessness has some purpose to it, then."
I looked up Rosemerry's poem: so good!
I love her poetry.
Jack, Adam and I have been watching a group of goslings that live near our apartment. Yesterday we barely recognized them, they'd grown so big! They make us think of the movie The Wild Robot, which had me crying ugly tears in the flight scene. Your reflection today helps me understand why I love goslings so much: "and when you see the baby birds you understand that you’re actually carrying hope in disguise. Hope protected. Hope looking for a way out; to be let go." Beautiful, Callie.
I agree, they've grown so big.
I haven't seen Wild Robot, but I think I might have to watch it now.
Thank you for your kind words, Erin.