today and a little bit of yesterday
my daughters both have a blog and it got me to thinking....why not? The site promused that it would only take 5 minutes to set this up and guess what? it took me 20.
I have been spending a lot of time alone this summer and I decided to narrate "out loud" instead of reflecting in silence.
A baby bird flew into my kitchen yesterday and sadly landed on a strip of flypaper replete with flies dangling tastlessly over the counter. I cut the major parts of sticky paper away from the bird and also clipped some wing feathers, and managed to get him free of his encumberance. He fell to the ground and twisted himself to the shelter of some underbrush, showing the necesity of having wings of equal aparatus and I was sure he was a goner. But this morning , having forgotten an left the door open again, I saw a little bird hop underneath my desk where I lost sight of him, and couldn't find him anywhere...could it be?
That night as I was falling asleep I heard a fox barking, getting closer and closer until it seemed to be at the front door so I threw out a lamb chop that had gone round the bend, hoping that he would take it so that my dog wouldn't find it and choke on the sharp bone, sure enough this morning it was gone.
Today was a lot of work but my reward was a 2 hour walk at sunset. I live in the woods which is fine but I love the light at the end of the day and love to walk the countryside in the afterglow. I picked a dandy route that gave me plenty of light and a touch of realestate gazing. I was surprized to see that many people weren't home. This became a practical matter because I was thinking about where I would stop to pee. But on the route I chose my rest room potential faded when Anna was clearly not home. I was not desperate but it would have been nice. As I rambled on enjoying the fact that after such a hot day I was walking just fast enough to produce the human air conditioner effect, I came upon a construction site that I remembered had a port a potty! I was wondering if it would be gross but was pleasantly surprised that it far surpassed the cleanliness and aroma of any rest stop I have encountered of late. Anna's house I'm sure would have been a contender.
I took in all that I could and started towards home long after shadows ceased to show themselves. On the dirt road leading to our driveway I was hit in the neck by something that instantly fell to the ground. I stood and stared at it for the few seconds that it lingered and realized that it was a bat. No fang marks and no blood although it made me laugh to think of checking. Often as I walk there I ask the bats who cruise that strip gathering their evening meal, to slow down so that I can see them. They seem so cute but they go so fast that I can't get to know them. I can only imagine that since this bat like any other has excellent radar and would have known I was there, that he was giving me a chance to look at him before he resumed his feast. He was darn cute.
I have been spending a lot of time alone this summer and I decided to narrate "out loud" instead of reflecting in silence.
A baby bird flew into my kitchen yesterday and sadly landed on a strip of flypaper replete with flies dangling tastlessly over the counter. I cut the major parts of sticky paper away from the bird and also clipped some wing feathers, and managed to get him free of his encumberance. He fell to the ground and twisted himself to the shelter of some underbrush, showing the necesity of having wings of equal aparatus and I was sure he was a goner. But this morning , having forgotten an left the door open again, I saw a little bird hop underneath my desk where I lost sight of him, and couldn't find him anywhere...could it be?
That night as I was falling asleep I heard a fox barking, getting closer and closer until it seemed to be at the front door so I threw out a lamb chop that had gone round the bend, hoping that he would take it so that my dog wouldn't find it and choke on the sharp bone, sure enough this morning it was gone.
Today was a lot of work but my reward was a 2 hour walk at sunset. I live in the woods which is fine but I love the light at the end of the day and love to walk the countryside in the afterglow. I picked a dandy route that gave me plenty of light and a touch of realestate gazing. I was surprized to see that many people weren't home. This became a practical matter because I was thinking about where I would stop to pee. But on the route I chose my rest room potential faded when Anna was clearly not home. I was not desperate but it would have been nice. As I rambled on enjoying the fact that after such a hot day I was walking just fast enough to produce the human air conditioner effect, I came upon a construction site that I remembered had a port a potty! I was wondering if it would be gross but was pleasantly surprised that it far surpassed the cleanliness and aroma of any rest stop I have encountered of late. Anna's house I'm sure would have been a contender.
I took in all that I could and started towards home long after shadows ceased to show themselves. On the dirt road leading to our driveway I was hit in the neck by something that instantly fell to the ground. I stood and stared at it for the few seconds that it lingered and realized that it was a bat. No fang marks and no blood although it made me laugh to think of checking. Often as I walk there I ask the bats who cruise that strip gathering their evening meal, to slow down so that I can see them. They seem so cute but they go so fast that I can't get to know them. I can only imagine that since this bat like any other has excellent radar and would have known I was there, that he was giving me a chance to look at him before he resumed his feast. He was darn cute.
posted by cara graver at 7:05 PM
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