Day 114 - a Year by the Sea

Life’s tough when the people you live with are just strangling you. The vines that are climbing up this tree have wound themselves so tightly that even after they have died, you can see the rope burns on the trunk. I’m not used to thinking of the vegetative community as being so aggressive and vicious. The big thing today at the marsh was sound. You can hear the wingtip vortices of the big jets, the pheasant calling and the splash of the ducks as they land in a pool. All this with the sound of the city, cars and subway cars, going on. The red wing blackbirds, the cardinal and the crows all have their say. Today, I was watching a flock of white throated sparrows feeding. They were scruffling about in the leaf litter beneath a tree. I was hearing the neighborhood kids kick through the piles of leaves in the fall. I was seeing small birds looking for bugs. If you stand still, there’s quite a world to hear.

Ciao!

-Jorge

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