frightened off by a harrier, far too close!
Today was our last day together with Patton - his parents picked him up this evening. The day began with a beautiful sunrise over a light fog. Patton and I headed out back about mid-morning. The crocus were in full bloom, and he again proved his fondness for yellow flowers, and managed to pick several blossoms before he was distracted.
Out back the birds were singing with great enthusiasm. A western meadowlark flew from one sprinkler to another, calling back and forth to another meadowlark in another field. The red winged blackbirds were also in full call, as were the mallards out front, on the river. We then heard the sharp cry of a hawk - and almost everything went silent. The meadowlark flew off as the harrier buzzed our back acreage - far too close for comfort, I'm sure. (Though I really think he was scouting for whatever is making burrows back there.)
Thoughts on beauty that surrounds me...it isn't just the sights. It also includes the sounds, the scents, the feel - even the taste, though it'll be a while until anything comes out of the garden. No, I need to rethink that - I do have lots of cilantro, right now! And the chives are sprouting, and the rosemary is in wonderful condition. So, even beautiful tastes are possible in February. Yet again, I am thankful!
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