Earlier this year, I shared with you some photos of street lamps in a neighboring cluster. That post included one kind of sad image of a shadow of the very Art Nouveau lights. This past weekend I got a better shot, so here it is.
You’ll forgive me if I say it reminds me of the Witch-king of Angmar.
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On my Thursday morning walk I caught two foxes playing in a sand trap on the golf course. They were on hind legs, batting each other with their front paws. Sadly, they quit when they saw me, and I only got these pitiful shots of them.
Then, Saturday morning I met up with possibly
one of them, in the green space* between my cluster and the ex-corporate HQ
behind us. And then someone showed up later that day to snarfle up some bird
seed.
I also listened to the resident hawk up in the
trees—not yet driven out of its habitat by the massive “luxury” townhouse
construction project on the ex-corporate HQ campus. And I realized how grateful
I am to have these creatures for neighbors (along with the birds and the
chipmunks), for their visits and serenades. That's big gratitude.
*I’m sure developers will buy that space, which
is about 20 x 40 meters, to construct a high rise of “luxury” condos with a
Starbucks on the ground floor, in about five years.
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