Sat on the porch yesterday afternoon, enjoying the early April warmth and relative stillness. The annoying wind is gone, for now, and yesterday was simply a delightful, sunny day.
It was one of those rare moments when I felt no urge to move. I just sat in a chair, watching and listening. Finches, grackles, mourning doves, robins, sparrows, squirrels and bees all doing their thing. Bird songs and purposeful avian activity all around. There was so much going on.
And of course there was the din of distant traffic, the inevitable reminders of human encroachment and auditory assault, thanks to some no-mind on a motorcycle who apparently equates ear drum damage with virility and coolness.