As nature pauses briefly,just to rest before the preparation of the winter to come,i too pause and take this time to write a little something..
Ive enjoyed what this summer has given to me so far,ive walked dewy meadows,watched swallows feed over swaying fields of barley,and deer rest in the shade.tWO new faces entered the dance this summer,the goshawk and the buzzard,these two have eluded me,played tit for tat for hours with me,my camera posed ready,just to shoot thin air.But with the patience of an older wolf i sat,walked and scouted until i filmed at the least the buzzards.What creatures of the sky,fearless,proud,bold,screaming out thier meow cry for every one to hear and those that should,... run..Even the crow had little effect mobbing them,when one was mobbed another flew to help,peace and quiet was defenitely not on the menu that day.But amid all this a great connection can be felt,each wave of chaos can be felt within if you listen carefully enough..The birds of prey are truely the warriors bird...
I played and am still playing my usual game with the tree people(squirrels).who gets the hazel nut first...im doing better this year,but not as good as they are..
I sometimes am amazed at the bounty nature gives,the apple tree laden with fruit bowing to passers by to take her gifts,but they blindly ignore her thier apples are selected by the best quality control the supermarket has to offer,(oh what tastes your missing)....
And so as i continue to walk i notice the sun is lower and shining right at eye level,The signs speak of autumn,of preparing for winter...The time of the long shadow will soon be here,and summers seeds will quietly sleep as a baby in the womb of its mother waiting to be born.
