Sticky, uncomfortable, and it’s a full fledged war against mosquitoes.
The sun is brilliant but hot. I find a bench in the shade along the path. The bench faces a sun drenched field. On this field resides an active nest box. I do not know what type of birds dwell at this address.
The fledgelings inside become so excited when the parent returns with food, that their cries channel all the way across the field and plays within my ears. An enormous smile appears on my face.
Out of the corner of my eye, little drops of yellow glitter fall to the floor in slow motion as there is no wind. Are those leaves? This early?
Yes. One glance below my feet on the path confirms that there are autumn leaves on the ground. How did I miss those before?
Why is time flying so fast?