Day 3 - Saturday June 15th '19
Or maybe it was a justified attempted homicide.
Day 3.
A short blog.
I got to sleep around 11:30pm last night, and slept until 8:30 this morning.
Knowing I wasn't going anywhere today, I lazed about the whole morning. The skies were clear with some wispy clouds floating above. I could see the Irish Sea off in the distance. The sun was shining and all was right with the world. I started eating lunch at around lunchtime (which was whenever I was hungry, hence it was lunchtime) and looked out the window to see about 6 rabbits hopping around in the field. The cutest little things with their white bob tails bouncing in the air. They were chasing each other up and down the hill playing a game of hide and seek. And the next thing I knew, it was no longer a game.
All the rabbits disappeared. Like a magic trick. Out of the corner of my eye (my right one, the good one for distance) I saw a brown shape emerge from the grass. A fox. And he had 2 magpies working the field with him. They flanked him and all 3 of them started working the field trying to flush out the cute little bunnies. Suddenly, one of the magpies took flight, and flew straight at a small white speck in the grass. The white speck started running, the rabbits tail had turned traitor and given it away. The fox started chasing the rabbit, and the poor frightened rabbit bolted right then left, and then made a dash for some low lying shrubs with the fox in full chase. The rabbit tore through an opening into the brush with the fox right on it's tale. And then they were both gone. I waited with bated breath to see if the fox would come back out dragging the poor rabbit, or if the little critter had made it to safety.
After a few agonizing seconds, the fox came out empty handed (or is that empty pawed, or empty mouthed?) and I felt a surge of relief for the little rabbit. I didn't really care that the fox had to go home without lunch or supper. That's the way things go.
Being that it was my Sabbath, I couldn't use my camera at all, so instead of trying to photograph the beautiful scenery, I got to enjoy it first hand instead.
I finished up my lunch and sat to down read. A lazy afternoon after all.
Happy Father’s Day Boruch as you spend your time in Ireland raising awareness for keratoconus and showcasing our beautiful (and sometimes wet) country. I am sure that your children back home in the US have already wished you for the day that’s in it, but from one father to another: Happy Father’s Day
Thank you so much Dr Cummings, I really appreciate it. And of course Happy Father’s Day to you too.
Sometimes the sheer wetness of the country helps to showcase the beauty. Although with my cycling, I’d much rather have sunny, dry days :-).
Your. comment on murder intrigued me and I was rewarded by a beautiful tail/tale. In addition I think your photography skills are phenomenal. We are privileged and blessed to have you in our lives. Stay safe . Sending love .
Thanks so much Mom, I really appreciate it. I am even more privileged to have you all in my life.
Love to all.