To the hood's noisy sounds. Quite noisy today. But a bird is singing too and the breeze is fresh. Many planes, unfortunately.

Now is a moment of pure silence saved for the bird: sweet. The sunrays touch the kitchen open door. 

UPDATE

The photo is of whiskey circa 2024-2025.

Everything has come a bit collasping in our lives since his passing. He has been a huge blessing for 17 years. Thank you Lord Buddha for meeting whiskey in his future rebirths May we see him again to talk with him in a shared language this next time! Om shanti om!