I’ve been pushing myself a little harder on my regular walks past the chain of ponds lately by walking faster and even a little further. I like to claim I actually have been enjoying it and that would be true but only to a point. There are others that walk the same path regularly and we all have something in common besides the love of the outdoors . It’s the futile hope of tossing the anchor out of the speeding boat of advancing age.
Turtles in the ponds are on the move lately, the fish population seems to have doubled and the rabbits have made a comeback from their mysterious disappearance to sit by the path and watch humans pass. Bottle brushes are blooming as are the white waterlily’s and more bird species have arrived from who know’s where … lot’s more bird species. And today I saw my favorite yet again , the vivid red Cardinal though I caught no sight of his mate that he kindly introduced me to a week or so ago. He flew across my path and in an instant was gone and while I may claim I’m not a superstitious man I do enjoy the old saying that the Cardinal brings luck. Some cultures lay claim he brings abundance and perhaps they mean abundant life so perhaps I should embrace superstitions after all.
Shortly after the Cardinal sighting two large blackbirds flew over head to perch together on an electrical wire and as they did a large gooey white and green glob nailed me directly over the left breast. One of the black bastards shit on me and so thanks for nothing Cardinal. There are some who claim this to be an omen of good luck as well since the odds of it ever happening are considered very slim. As it has happened to me on numerous occasions over the years I’m just going to have to ignore this superstition and just stick to the honest facts …… I just keep getting shit on …..
