The birds have been loud the past few mornings. I dont know if this is the norm and I just never paid any attention or if they have something new to chat about at 5 am.
I am only semi isolated. I’m considered essential right now. Most hospital employees are at the moment. I go to work, our shop and home. Pretty much the same schedule as before CV19.
With the exception of weekends. My time to socialize, shop and just get out. Maybe brunch with friends, window shopping, a visit with grandbabies.
These things I miss.
However I am experiencing new things during this “safe at home” time.
Like the birds first thing in the morning. Listening to them call out and answer, wondering what they are saying. Are they warning that the barn cat is in the yard? Or just good morning? Maybe they are handing out assignments for the day, nest building, food hunting, that sort of thing.
It’s fun to use my imagination to form those conversations and relaxing to just hear the sounds of nature.
Sitting on the deck and just enjoying the weather and the company of Big Daddy, loving and cuddling with fur baby Maddie.
The neighbors horse at the fence asking for a treat. Feeding him corn on the cob and listening to him talk and stomp around. Listening to the swarm of bees overhead playing in the blossoms of the red bud tree.
Noticing all the stars on a clear sky night. The brightness, alignment, the moon. From my porch, there is very little light pollution. The sky seems lit up with glitter, scattered across black velvet.
I’m reminded of the time when Troy asked me to move out here. He said he had something he wanted me to see. He took me outside on the porch. It was a dark, cool night, and said look up. I was amazed at how bright and crisp the stars looked. Prettier than any diamond he could have offered.
I am rediscovering that now.
Some people think of this time as being stuck at home. I think of it as having quality time. I don’t get as much as some people having to go to work daily, but I am making the best of the time at home. Well, except when I binge watched Tiger King, that jury is still out.
I am taking the time to enjoy nature. Actually pay attention to all the sights, smells and sounds.
Maybe this is what the doctor ordered.
Reevaluating how I spend my time, things I take for granted and what I’ve been missing in my every day rush.
I miss seeing my family and friends. But they aren’t missing, we just have to communicate a little differently for a while. Missing someone is healthy. It makes you think about WHY you miss them. Which in turn makes you appreciate them even more.
I predict when this is over and life returns to normal, our normal will be much different.
Hugs will be tighter, kisses longer, priorities will realign and we will all be a little richer for it.
Slow down, stop, smell the flowers, gaze at the stars, close your eyes and listen to nature wake up.
Lorene
