The wind is switching

Becoming north 20 late this evening. So says Environment Canada. The yard will be thick with Harris's and White-crowned Sparrows tomorrow. Just watch. I could already feel the change happening this morning. After the helicopter flew by, I flew out of bed and headed straight to the corner of my office where the final draft of my book was pinned and I pulled the whole thing down. Every last page. Those tacks felt good. Transparent push pins. After pulling the thirtieth pin I noticed there's only one good way to hold them. I'd been doing it all along. One hard, clear end after another.