Day 215

August 3, 2021

My new friend

There are no sounds of silence in Spring.
Life reopening is noisy.
 
I remember waiting, listening
for the sound of you coming
home and how safe it made me feel.
I’d lie in bed and wait to hear the roar
of the motorcycle zipping up the driveway.
 
With the dog by my side
and you in the house,
Daddy was less likely to wander
through stumbling.
 
I no longer listen for your homecoming
I haven’t in 40 years
Yet the sounds of springtime still remind me of you

the armour of an older brother.

The rookery had 1 blue heron and 2 kingfisher and a lot of new baby wood ducks.  It was 65 at 10 o'clock and just quiet.

What a beautiful day.  2 egrets and one blue heron in the canal tonight.

And the sunset was spectacular in Northfield.