It’s 6 a.m., not quite first light, as I run towards daybreak.
Suddenly I hear a screech, like a car careening around a corner, but of course there are none since the park is still closed. A couple running ahead of me hear it too as the three of us briefly look both ways, not breaking our stride.
There it is again.
I look up and see two immense raccoons fighting on the top branch of a huge tree, a third, smaller, scurrying down.
A family, I decide, the kid knowing he better get the hell outta there if he knows what’s good for him.
Yeah, I say, go visit a friend, relating to parents swinging at one another not caring who gets hit. Run don’t walk, I yell, wishing he could really hear me.
Bet the father’s a drunk and the mother, stupidly trying to reason with him, like any true al-anonic. Every time she approaches him, he slams her again. Wow, I think, how familiar is this?
I want to yell, you both need a meeting…AA for him, Al-Anon for you, ma’am, knowing how much it would help her, but can tell, the way she keeps trying to negotiate with her drunk, that she’s still a victim not realizing, she’s also a willing volunteer.
The kid is smart, unlike me at his age, not hiding under the bed, knowing enough to protect himself at all costs. Maybe when he does venture home, they will have slept it off forgetting the names they called each other and how she got those brutal bruises and blacker eyes.
Nature, I think, she’s always up to something, as dawn finally rises in the East.
SB
Susannah, your ability to project is extremely entertaining. I hope the little bugger went to a friend’s tree.
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Me too. And that he had milk and cookies, that came in cans of course. How they love cans. I’ve seen them in their little mitts like found treasure. 🙂
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Animals are so fascinating to watch. You get a lot of interesting sights running in the park in the morning.
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I do. Nature never fails to fascinate me.
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The picture you paint was not quite as funny as it may have been. Memories hurt the present so much.
Scott
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It’s just an essay.
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You find drama, even in the tree tops!
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Well, let’s just say, there’s an essay round every corner. 🙂
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AND ….. with the dawn calm arrives for the new day.
Isadora 😎
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I remember that lovely poem of yours about people who come and go in one’s life. Certainly applies here.
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Ahhhh … yes, A Season, A Reason, A Lifetime.
I can post it to your sight if you’d like but I.m sure Google has it somewhere. ~~~ : – )
Have a wonderful Friday 😍😎
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That is one of the most beautiful pieces of poetry/literature I have ever read. Makes me cry.
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Amen to that …. tears when I read it too. 😎
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A keeper alright.
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