The
abundant Hawk calls sing out like a round with Chipmunk's alarm
calls. I wonder if Chipmunk is yelling at Hawk because of an
interrupted day, or if Chipmunk is telling other Chipmunks to stay
sharp. And is Hawk calling out as a warning to Chipmunk, or calling
out to friends?
Then
I let go of my human centered idea that something said has to be
said to someone. That's when Crow shows up with all her relatives.
Many Crow calls fill the sky, as the birds dive and climb. They
circle the cabin then fly off to the North.
Calls
get my attention, even if they aren't talking to me. Hawk, Chipmunk,
and Crow get me to notice what I might otherwise miss. The wind is
stronger this morning than it has been for a while. Hawk calls start
again, and the Wren sings out.
Today,
I will be remembering to notice.
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