Walked the dirt path at the Fisher Nature Area this morning
I wanted to have my feet touch Mother Earth, not concrete.Heard Blue Jays chasing one another with their raucous calls,
unintelligible gibberish, sounds angry. We don’t need that.And, the chickadees with their simple “fee-bee” calls,
one heard over here, then one over there, social distancing?A woodpecker drumming on some distant tree
They pause, listening for insects, then drum on.Can’t miss the two joggers in their bright colored running gear,
then meet half dozen dogs walking their humans, on a leash.With overcast skies, patches of blue and diffused light, and one
cottonwood leaf still holding on, made for a great start my day.