I looked out of the train window and saw a heron flying high above me, its wings and neck outstretched. The train guard didn’t see it so it was private moment, not to be wasted, asking, “did you see that?”, knowing that he didn’t and also missing it. So I drifted away from the mundanity of ticket purchase for a moment and joined the heron in its primal splendour for a few more seconds.
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Those are indeed splenderous moments.
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