Early Morning Calls

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Early Morning Calls
From My Winter Retreat

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There are many benefits to living in a small town. When I rise early, in the winter, I might be lucky enough to see the last stars. There is a unique quality, and freshness in the morning air, that escapes me any other season.

 


 

 

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I am close to a farmer's field, so there is an attraction to many birds: chickadees, sparrows, crows; blue jays, in the winter.FrequentlyI can hear a dove, which has a very distinct trill.

 


 

The snow leaves many animal tracks nightly. The deer have split small hooves while the rabbits make petite prints. You can define where their hind feet land as they jump. These are quite distinct from the neighbor's cat, whose prints have distinguishable toes.

 


 

Since I live on an old deer trail, these ruminant mammals traveled through my yard before I built the backyard fence. Harsh chinook winds, in southern Alberta, cause the deer to sometimes bed down in my yard. I never mind this, because I know that they were initially here. There is plenty of shelter for them from the hedges and the many spruce trees.

 


 

I often have my coffee on a wooden bench by the entrance. The need to leave for a park or a campground is unnecessary when I have this amazing retreat.

 


Submitted: June 17, 2020

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