Breeze gently pushing tall grass

Birds chirping nearby in trees and bushes

Young doe leaping gracefully across the path

No cares, simply joy in the day

A friendly wren poses for a selfie, looking for grubs,

A pause, to take a breath.

A front moves in

waist high grass blows back and forth

Beautiful but unpredictable

Then hail, just as tents go up

Stopping only when gear is stowed

Wild turkeys walk, sometimes run

along the road, Not caring about traffic or spectators

Cars, trucks, people not their concern -

Simply getting to a destination,

looking neither right nor left, until they turn.

Perhaps they have arrived.

Wrens in a paper towel dispenser

Not caring about noise or vibration

Not really friendly, the neighbor you wave at,

but never really speak to

Ignoring campers walking by,

stopping occasionally to wash hands,

never noticing their neighbors.

The emerald humming bird flits quietly among wild flowers.

Sometimes rising, seeking a new target,

Then flitting down, finding nectar

Hovering for an instant, always in motion

Too busy to stop and chat.

A sudden downpour, then all is still

The sun peaks through and

A soaked, bedraggled robin

Lands on a table, puddles fresh full of insect life

Calmly, without care, he hops from table to table,

seeking snacks and useful provender

Blood thirsty mosquitoes attack

Without warning or remorse.

We respond in kind.

So still, we long for sound,

any sound.

Nature answers with violent storms,

Revealing her power.

Thunder slams the body.

Buzzards circle lazily

on wind and thermals

Suddenly veering off,

one after the other,

Arrows from a bow.

Sun breaks through

After a morning soak

Golden and shining

Reflecting off drops

On leaves

All is fresh and renewed

Mid afternoon

under overcast skies

so still, for a moment,

all is quiet and serene.

A mad scramble when

The food is wrong, again!

Still, the well oiled machine

That is the quartermasters

Overcomes all challenges

with Grace.

Quartermasters Rule!!

Cheese and sausage

Crackers and cake

Snacks for bellies

Ready for sleep

A rocker in the shade

squeaking with each pass

Hat shading tired eyes

Slowly back and forth

Occupant napping

Showers after a hot and dusty day

Are next to heaven.

A young buck, 2 years or so

joined breakfast

Front feet dancing

As he looked left and right

wondering what joined

him for breakfast

Lightning suddenly crashing in the trees around us

the storm after the pause.

Seeking shelter,

changing plans,

adapting.

It is life