This pretty girl and her human mama are staying with us this week. Used to condo living, early morning front porch sounds in the country unnerve her. 

Fascinated but unsure what to make of – “my” woodpecker finding breakfast, doves’ cooing, an owl hooting good morning, the blue heron wading in the pond, and the rest of the song bird community waking up – she pants, paces and shakes, head darting nervously in every direction. 

I’ve always assumed – in a Thoreau like manner – that the natural world is a deep seeded (T)ruth that anchors and fills up our soul if we let it. We bury the peace of nature to differing degrees by the “stuffs” of the world. But this little girl is NOT digging it. Update on Saturday, lol… let’s see what marinating in the country for a week accomplishes. 🙂🙃

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” HDT