As you might have been expecting, the dogs and I got out yesterday. The bugs are gone — a huge relief. No cranes yet, but any minute they should be winding their way back to the San Luis Valley on their way to New Mexico. I find I’m no longer especially looking for them, but I will still be very happy to see them again.
The cattails are at their prime — just before bursting open. This year there are more than I’ve ever seen, thanks to all the rain extending the wet aspect of the wetlands.
In the cattails are huge flocks of small black birds that rise in lovely, rapid black waves. This time of year very very few people go out there so we get to enjoy the silence. It’s wonderful to have this freedom again rather than snatching windy moments from a summer day.
Teddy also learned to watch the sky yesterday. I stopped Bella on our way out to watch a red tail hawk flying low beside us. It captured Teddy’s attention. Teddy was rapt, then turned to look at me like, “Wow!!!”
Some of my readers asked about brain fog. I have a picture of it.
“Yeah OK, so what?” I’ve been wearing glasses since I was 5. ONE lesson my parents impressed upon me was to take care of my glasses. “Put your glasses here before you go to bed. Always put them there so you can find them again in the morning” (I’m pretty blind) “and so they won’t break.”
Every single night of my life I carefully set my glasses in the same place. This morning I got up to find I had just taken them off to pull my sweatshirt over my head, set them on my bed, and left them there. I slept with them at the foot of my bed — not the safest place for a pair of glasses.