It is past 5:00 pm, I just came in side. I was on the decks listening to two Bard Owls communicating
their desires to hook up. Make a life. Make a commitment. Plan our future.

It was a little over the beginning of the Self Contment Era.  About three weeks ago. The Corona Virus was in Washington State. Several senior citizens had died from the disease.

Back to present time, The previous tenants were also owls.  The Great Horned Owls had fledged their young.  Previous to the fledgling,   the owls spent hours and hours teaches their young how to hoot.
Is can be very funny. First you hear a good hoot, then a sputtering hoot. This back and bak goes on for hours until at long last the owls are quiet. Silence. Gone. Time for them to leave the nest and go to the deep forests.

After the shut downs, bars and restaurants, barber shops, malls, some parks, and national parks...after that I run scared. I really did. run and act scared. I meditated, exercised, did needlepoint, walked down to Whites Bridge and walked to listen to the tree frogs in the verial pool.  They are loud, boisterous, and comical in one package. In one complete package.

I also checked on the perennial herbs, and gardens. It is just still too chilly at times and wet to clean up the garden beds.

Today , we walked Julia Bird Reservation.  Old growth trees, river, and horse. How could you go wrong. Beautiful ...also it has one donkey, and vernal pools with those noisy wood frogs in heat. Singing love songs to all the girls, walking their tails to show off how long it is.

Had a relaxing time ..came home and relaxed a bit.  Then the golden hour of light started. Those mellow shadows were building on the shed, the deck, the trees, and my soul. Oh how I love that light.

Tonight it was another great light dusk. I started shooting my camera and saw buds trying to open on the trees. The tips were dark and waiting to burst out.   It was that moment, that exact moment that I knew I was going to relax and get through the Virus timeline.

This is huge for me. To start full breathing again and go forward  each day. Those my hands and body into soil. Cleaning time is almost here...just around the corner the weather will be kind and I will be outside...