Ramblings of a Day
You are here: Home » Ramblings of a Day Christopher (left) and Nico having some BBQ. March 15, 2016 I sit on the grass while I'm wearing shorts. I feel the blades of the green grass brush up against my exposed skin. It feels so alive to be sitting outside. I'm lucky to feel the breeze on my face and the sun's warmth on my skin. My mind starts to ramble about what this particular day represents. I notice a bird on the power line. He is perched about 16 feet in the air. That bird doesn't care about me. I'm too far away to bother its view, and he isn't worried I will prey upon him. I'm not moving. I marvel at him just as he marvels at the world where he has the best viewing spot. A gust of wind blows, pushing the bird, but he doesn't move from his spot. He is content where he is, the wind be damned. His little talons grip as hard as he can as he titters back and forth. He survived the first winded wave. And he still gazes. The sky is blue, but t...