Little Brown Bird

Nice day today this December 3^rd 2010.  I walked along the crek, not creek but crek that runs strong this time of year and listened to the water going over the rocks in a miniature rapid.  Rocks that I had gathered up from the field and tossed in just so I could hear the sound the water made...  A little brown bird was there in and out of the bushes and it added a little chirp now and then at the right moment.

Seems like every time I stop for a bit the little brown bird shows up. 

I had my gear with me for a little log cutting so I drove my ATV up in the woods to where a log lay, a victim of a windstorm in late summer.  I sat on my machine for a bit just to listen and then went to the log and started making marks on where to cut.  About half way down the length I noticed my back was groaning under the effort.  Well, I said to myself, that’s about enough of this.

I mounted my metal machine and off to the barn I went.

Once inside I checked to see how my miniature herd of beef was doing with their daily ration of hay.  I was leaning on a top board just looking when Little Cow reached up and stuck her nose close to my face.  I also reached out and gave her a little scratching on her face, up her cheek, behind her ears and wherever while she just stood there.  That was a little unusual; usually she will shake her head and maybe try to butt me.

As I turned to leave I noticed a movement on the dark brown barn floor.  It was a little brown bird.  My fine feathered friend can be hard to spot in the barn but they are always moving which is a dead give away.

Well, I had seen enough of little brown birds and cows for the day so I went to put away things in the shop.

I had my insulated coffee cup the whole time and there was still some left in it.  Nothing to do but have a seat in a chair that is conveniently left in the shop entrance alcove.  Barney the cat, who is always close by, came over and we both basked in the sun for a bit.  She didn’t care for the coffee.

Ben   Dec. 3^rd 2010