From My View

I had my 55^th Birthday yesterday. It is all downhill from here on in. I was feeling very sorry for myself.

Then I look out of my window to my back garden (excuse my use of garden, I am English and as it has grass in it, it is a garden). Peace and tranquility hit me. How can you feel down when there is such beauty out there?

I feed all birds and mammals that like to come into my garden, and believe me there are many. They do not trust me, but that is a good thing, it keeps them safe by not trusting us. A squirrel will sometimes come and feed when I am near, but rarely.

                        

I have a lot of chipmunks this year; last years’ young are setting up home, so instead of them running across the garden I have put food pockets near their burrows. It gives me so much pleasure.

Although the crows eat so much of the food, I appreciate them for their grace and elegance in flight. We have a hawk that will come in, as he knows the next meal is here. I cringe and will often go out and shoo.. him away (not that he takes too much notice of me), he is majestic and strong, and, even though he is after prey I have to admire him.

I rarely get to see the night mammals but I know they do visit. So I have a daytime feed and I also put out food in the evening.

 The fox is beautiful, there were two of them a while ago and I know they mate for life. I feel sorrow as this one has probably lost his mate.

I will get to laugh later when the groundhog arrives as he has personality plus. For such a bulky animal he is agile and moves quickly.

I have three wild turkeys that visit each morning and today I noticed them in another garden. It is nice just to observe them and see their closeness to each other.

Then you have the deer. They visit and will bring their young. Its perfect to observe them.

As I sit here writing this and listening to James Blunts’ “Some Kind of Trouble” CD, watching the wildlife in MY garden, I am at peace, also noting that the turkey have just found their way here and are ignoring my husband who is out in the garden.

Maybe 55 is not going to be so bad after all, I am at an age where I can appreciate and marvel at the beauty around me.

I realize that at 55 I am most at peace with myself. I feel good about myself. I guess I can now say I have the wisdom to appreciate my age.

Hmm…. 55 is not going to be so bad after all.