Here's a quote that made me pause on a quiet January morning and think:
"There is a privacy about winter which no other season gives you ... Only in winter ... can you have long, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself." Ruth Stout
Oh, I thought, what a nice quote. And on some days, it kind of applies to Scott and me, being empty nesters are we are. "Long, quiet stretches." "Belonging to yourself." But then, as I sat on the sofa in the family room copying the quote so I could blog it, I looked outside and realized that we're never alone. We have this dang WILDLIFE REFUGE right outside our back windows. We had deer that visit us almost daily. The one in the front is Buddy - he practically lives here all day every day. The others come and go along with some four-point and six-point bucks. They hang out under the bushes, lie under the trampoline, walk to Bristol Road via their well-worn path on the north side of our house. They love us. We pound on the windows and yell and they just look and look. They can't get enough of us and the crab apples on the ground beneath the crab apple tree. And then, there are the birds. One day there were thousands of birds. It's not always that busy. But there's always a few noisy magpies.The birds and the deer are fun to watch. They have a little "relationship" and seem to tolerate each other quite well. Finally, there's Freddie the pheasant. He hangs out and lets us know he's here with his distinctive call. Sometimes we see his mate - she stays in the shadows beneath the trees, and since she's not colorful, we miss he most of the time. We also have a variety of cats that visit our yard and I don't even want to know what else. I'm not gonna pretend to like this mini zoo - I'm not an animal lover and mostly worry about the droppings EVERYWHERE. But Scott gets a kick out of them and, well, they are kind of entertaining.