Today I had the opportunity to hang out midday with my family, after returning home from my husband’s post -op appointment.
Our seven month old “twins”, Sabrina and Roan, were both planted at the back window watching a squirrel rebuild its nest in the Willow Oak. Every five minutes the busy builder would scamper down the tree trunk to grab another mouthful of leaves while intensely focused feline faces followed every clasp of the claws and every twitch of the tail.
A short while earlier, according to my daughter, Roan had followed the flight of two female cardinals alongside the big picture window, only inches from the glass barrier, still too young to make the gutteral chitter of the huntress she is becoming.
My son’s clinking of glasses and plunking of silverware as he unloaded his share of the dishwasher signaled the end of this afternoon’s outdoor nature lesson. Sleepy eyes sporting heavy eyelids suggest that nap time is near.
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