"Thank You....Thank You Very Much! I'm so glad you have been enjoying my crowing practice every single crack of dawn morning of your summer vacation!"
Ahh...livin' the country life! Some people actually leave the convenience of the city to spend the weekend in the "peace and quiet." Oh sure, it's quiet here...relatively speaking. I sleep with earplugs every night and I can still hear the roosters' crows, the cicadas' songs, and the peeping of the peepers. But these "noises" are very soothing and remind me that nature is "alive" all around me...even when things appear to be still. It is nice to sit outside and hear the whir and zip of a hummingbird...the skitter and scratch of a tree lizard...the whistle and snort of a doe who saw you before you saw her. There is truly something magical about living out in the country...about not seeing another human for days on end. My country home affords me the luxury of solitude and reflection. At home I am able to watch and learn from the animals who teach me something new every day. Sure, the crowing contests outside can be a bit annoying (especially when they take place around 4 a.m.) but they can also be comforting as well. In fact...they remind me of my own brood...the ones who scratch and peck...strut and crow...sleep and eat. The ones who are starting to venture out a little farther from their coop with each passing day....but who, at least for now, return to their home nest every night.
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