All your hours are wings that beat through space from self to self.
He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked.
The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.
And he who defines his conduct by ethics imprisons his song-bird in a cage.
The freest song comes not through bars and wires.
And he to whom worshipping is a window, to open but also to shut, has not yet visited the house of his soul whose windows are from dawn to dawn.
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Text from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran; all images from White Rock Lake.
 American goldfinch (Carduelis tristis)
 Harris’s sparrow (Zonotrichia querula)
 Orange-crowned warbler (Vermivora celata)
 Yellow-bellied sapsucker (Sphyrapicus varius)
 American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos)