|...wetpond at the UofC West Campus ...|
I don't have to think about turning a corner nor even about traffic patterns.
Tonight Rebecca and I didn't start out until after 9 pm for our exercise but we took that root, heading on past Starbucks, past Domino's Pizza and past Subway.
She was thinking about a paper she is right and I was thinking about stretching my gait and putting some weight on my arms to keep fit.
While Rebecca took pictures I listened to the evening sounds of the birds and insect -- buzzes, chirps, quick melodies.
I am not that good with tracking animals, but I am sure we saw Richard's rabbit again, maybe a couple of times.
|The sun was casting its last rays onto the east hill|
and a duck is swimming in the middle of the pond.
All seems right with the world.
On the way home we heard such a racket. Probably from the pack of coyotes on west campus.
An animal in pain. Such howling.
And a dog barking. Soon it seemed as if there were a pack of animals with noises filling the air everywhere. That is my first time coming across that kind of night music.