So much eerie creaking
Friday, December 06, 2013
Do trees cry? The Northern hemisphere is in a deep freeze.
Taking out the Dalhouise – man it is cold and windy.. I walk around the pond very quickly but not so fast not to stop and look for the ducks. The pond is mostly frozen over now and there are not any signs of any of the ducks – mergansers – herons or eagles.
Standing still I hear the cries – groans - eerie creaks of the trees as they express their sorrow, grief. OK maybe I am exaggerating slightly. But they have every right too – mankind has chopped – burnt – bulldozed – chainsawed them relentlessly since time began. Or is it cries of shame having lost their leaves and now standing naked and bare before the northern Arctic winds. Do they not know I can hear.
The northern wind is howling through the naked trees creating a deep concern for my safety as I walk the trail beneath the swaying branches.
- As I left the my condo building Dalhouise and I encountered a free Pitt bull with no owner around that I could see. I had my hiking poles with me (for this reason) I hit the dog once and then kept sticking it in between it and my Dalhouise – finally it moved off a little and I left the area..