While waiting for hubby, I stood at the tall window and looked out at the
shrub garden. I miss using this office, I told Marv. I know I said it was too
distracting. I spent more time watching the critters rooting through the mulch
than I did writing fiction.
Do you ever notice them, I asked. He grunted and
continued the two-finger pecking on his laptop.
Bunnies would stand on their hind legs eating the branches off the
Burning Bush right before my eyes. Brazen as anything. It’s funny how that
little boulder got so much attention. Even from the birds. They used it as a
landing pad. I grinned, remembering. Mice and squirrels would sun themselves on
it. Well, look at that. Right on cue. I laughed at a chipmunk appearing from
beneath the Colorado spruce. He scampered up the side of the smooth round rock,
settled himself, and began grooming. I continued with a play by play for my
husband’s sake.
So he made it through the winter, Marv said. I wondered aloud if his
mate did. We’ll know soon enough, he said. I continued watching. I miss this
office, I told him again, as the chipmunk leaped off the rock. I followed his
movements until he disappeared home. He lives under the front steps, I said.
I turned my attention to the birds. Far too many to count. They flew
and flitted from bush to tree, branch to branch in a hectic search for the
perfect nesting spot. So many birds passing each other in flight. The sound of
their chirping was muffled but I could still hear them. Such excited chatter.
Look at that robin. She is fat, fat! And with all the activity in and
out of the spruce, I think it will be an apartment complex again this year.
I believe the cardinals have found a spot in the climbing hydrangea.
Remember when the doves nested there? For a few years and then they were gone. Marv’s
answer was more of an urgent request to me. I couldn’t hear what he said, but I
surmised he was trying to concentrate on something. I know what you mean, I
told him. It’s like I said before, the office is far too distracting to get
anything accomplished.
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