Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.
— Marcus Aurelius
Today I heard a bird call so endearing that I followed it for a half an hour, through the swamp and back out into the sun. Eventually I spotted it- a baltimore oriole. They are mostly heard not seen. And once I saw spotted it I couldnt believe it took me so long- a robin sized bird with a deep orange breast. As I sit inside now, sipping my molson canadian and resting my feet from the day, the oriole has revisted me. It may be the same oriole from this morning, calling me outside to play.
Whatever the case, yesterday I thought the sandhill crane may have been my favorite bird. But today now I feel as though I can say I have two. These birds are my friends.
And tomorrow they will be celebrating my 28th birthday with me.
Dummy
Out of college for less than a week. Area is now spelled a-r-i-a.
