Evening Rush Hour

2015_Day 64: I’ll find my own slice of heaven…

Some day, when daughter is out of the house, I’ll find my own little slice of outdoor heaven, where I can watch the birds every night in my backyard and listen to the trickle of a creek.

Until then, I’ll have to live it through the words of DirtNKids. I invite you to, too. Listen closely and I bet you’ll even hear the Belted Kingfisher or Red-shouldered Hawk!

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“It is nice finding that place where you can just go and relax.” ~ Moises Arias

Sitting out by the creek watching the birds come home to roost for the night is a daily pleasure. On this particular evening, through the steady din of motor vehicles themselves fighting to get their pilots safely back home, I completely get how life can be so simple as a favorite roosting tree. And I am thankful that I work and relax in the same wonderful space — no transportation save my feet to get there every day.

The Black-bellied Whistling Ducks are a regular for evening fly-by’s, leading the way with their noisy ‘whistles’ to other small groupings like them that it’s time to move on. The White Ibis may be a quieter bunch, but they are most beautiful contrasted against the rosy sky.

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3 thoughts on “Evening Rush Hour

  1. Shannon

    Thanks for the re-blog, Julie. Believe me, it was worth the wait and all the ‘trouble’ we went through to secure this little slice of heaven almost 10 years ago. It just had all the potential to be a wonderful spot for us to roost a while. You’ll find yours too! Heck — you may already be in it. Cheers!

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      1. Shannon

        It always does! And there’s a longer growing season here in Texas. No reason why you can dirt up your nails in some way 12 months out of the year, dream yard or no.

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