I grew up on the wild side, and never really wanted to leave it. Therefore when the day came that I had to, I felt my circumstances had been depleted in some way. This was of course ridiculous, it is just that one gets used to what one knows, or at least I did.
However now, years later, I am nothing but thankful that I am here and the critters are there. For you see it may be just one mile of distance, but the difference in that distance is night and day, because within that mile, there is one very busy boulevard, which keeps the bears, mountain lions, coyotes, and deer away from me.
Thus I am able to have this:
For when thesecome down into the neighborhoods with the cool of the evening, they devour the gardens, and in the dark of the night it can be dangerous to have them bounding across the roads. I have been lucky so far and have managed to slam on the brakes and avoid impact with these beautiful, but oblivious creatures.
And then there are the bears that have loloped over and down the mountains, and jumped over my brother while he enjoys a cup of coffee on his patio in the mornings, which because of the distance, don’t raid my fruit trees and trash cans.This particular one was spotted by a friend as he was out for his morning ride, but then again anyone who lives above the boulevard has to be constantly vigilant and make enough noise when coming or going in the dark.
The fearless coyotes don’t carry off my outdoor animals.
I don’t have to think about or worry about the mountain lions which roam wherever they darn well please.
The raccoons are everywhere since the live in the storm drains and have unhindered mobility. However we have a dog that manages to keep them away for now.
Still, they are cute critters and I much prefer them to the possums we had living in our hedge once. Those things were terrifying in the dark as they hissed and rattled to chase you away, and with their glow in dark eyes, it worked.
The squirrels are abundant, but I suppose everywhere has squirrels nowadays. For they are even down here in the traffic busy flat lands. I wonder how they will adapt when the utilities finish putting the telephone and cable wires they use to travel, underground.
At least we don’t have peacocks parading and holding up traffic like the town next door. What can I say, you really must be thankful for the little things.
Such is life in the suburbs