Alligator Lizard

I'm beginning to think that days when nothing much happens are a good thing. We get so wrapped up in our messages and notifications, we have so many things on our minds, and feel that we have no choice but to pay attention to everything at once. 

Soon I will have to make some phone calls about getting shades on our bedroom door, drive across town for some special fabric for Peter's graduation quilt, but these are first world problems. Most importantly, I must make some phone calls about the appalling situation at the border, where families are being apprehended for 'illegal' crossings and children are being separated from their families. Trump blames it on the Democrats, the Democrats say Trump could stop it with a phone call. All I can say is anybody who allows it to continue without protest is complicit. 

OilMan has lists and more lists and lists of his lists. I heard him explaining to the dentist's receptionist that he is 'pre-iPhone'. Nice try OilMan, just because you never even have your phone with you doesn't mean you get a free pass. It just means that everyone calls me with your messages.

I try to pass them on, but he basically feels that having to check messages is a personal affront. Many times it is. We get so many robo calls from people we don't want to talk to that neither one of us answers the home phone. The dentist just has to leave a message. By the time OilMan calls back, they have given away the cancellation he needs because he forgot to go to his last appointment.

Sometimes though, it is important for one's mental health to just go outside and smell the flowers, or watch the hummingbirds dive bombing each other. My neighbor saw a bobcat in her garden and I watched a deer emerge from the bushes across the street. She turned around and went back in when she saw me, but I'm sure she has her eye on the few remaining roses next to our driveway.

I found the alligator lizard in front of the house this morning. He must have been slightly comatose in the morning chill as he allowed me to stick my camera in his face without batting an eyelash. Do lizards have eyelashes?

I spent quite a bit of time looking for a bird's nest in the oak trees. I can hear the babies shouting 'feed me' when the mother flies in with food. They must have been taught to stay silent when she flies off again. I saw a fox coming out of the storm drain down the street. She is probably protecting babies in there. We saw them there last year. The maternal instinct is powerful and instinctual. How could anyone interfere with it?

But for just awhile, I will enjoy nature...and forget everything else.