Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Love story from the Sonoran Desert

Today I sang to this raven. 
I started out with "Songbird," which got his attention, but his favorite seemed to be "I'll fly Away" because he raised his wings every time I sang those words, which are repeated in the chorus.
 I ended with this verse by Jesse Winchester
How far to the horizon
I'm in a rush you see
We were to meet by the western sky
My love must be waiting on me

And then, Raven being my one true north, 
I asked him to marry me.

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