life in the day
This morning I sat on the porch watching the rain. It was soothing and quiet. After the rain stopped you could still hear the drip of the water off the trees. Then the song birds came out...I think that is what I miss about camping the most. I loved early mornings. I have watched hawks teach the young to fly. I have watched owls teach the young to hunt. I have watched fawns chase each other like puppies at play. Now I speculate the pods of grackles with runners and group meetings. :)
I watch little birds have fight fests and arguments. I watch the wood peckers call and fly tree to tree. I watch the squirrels chase each other from branch to branch. I watch the cats attempt to tree said squirrels whom tease them. I watch the cats attempt to knock the birds from the sky as they fly over head. That is peace. Sadly soon the rest of the world awakens and my peace is disturbed by the sounds of autos and horns and large jets over head. Not to mention the annoyance of the neighborhood barking dogs. *sigh*
So is the cycle of suburbia. But the sky remains gray and the air crisp which means I can remain out of doors a wee bit longer.
I watch little birds have fight fests and arguments. I watch the wood peckers call and fly tree to tree. I watch the squirrels chase each other from branch to branch. I watch the cats attempt to tree said squirrels whom tease them. I watch the cats attempt to knock the birds from the sky as they fly over head. That is peace. Sadly soon the rest of the world awakens and my peace is disturbed by the sounds of autos and horns and large jets over head. Not to mention the annoyance of the neighborhood barking dogs. *sigh*
So is the cycle of suburbia. But the sky remains gray and the air crisp which means I can remain out of doors a wee bit longer.