Full Moons and Hoot Owls

I never sleep well when the moon is full. It was going on 1:30 yesterday morning when I finally dozed off. I was awakened a couple of times by a bird calling in the Carolina Spice Bush along the creek bank. Bless its heart…it almost sounded like it was questioning why it was singing at such a crazy hour. It was quite pretty. I couldn’t identify it as I was unfamiliar with the call, and…it was the middle of the night. I really wanted to sleep.

Barred Owls at The Farm – turn up volume!

Then, at 4:00…a couple of Barred Owls decided to have a conversation very close to the bedroom window. I grabbed my cellphone quickly to record them for you and it came out great! Now, that kind of sound I don’t mind getting woken up for. Unfortunately, I couldn’t go back to sleep. So….I laid there. Not tossing and turning. Just…listening. I was still awake when the first tentative morning song came. Gradually, one after another, birds were trying to outdo each other and it was a veritable chorus. I wish I would have recorded that one…perhaps another time. I was so enthralled, I didn’t think of it.

I never realized there was a pattern to the morning songbirds. They start out a little soft…a call here, a song there. Then, one by one, more and more birds join in till it’s like an entire orchestra playing the crescendo of a symphony! Finally, the bird go about the business of the day and head out doing what birds do and for the rest of the day, there is a steady background of chatter. If you focus on the birds all day, it can become overwhelming.

I finally got up and made coffee. I told you I had to give up coffee before I had my surgery? Then, for about two weeks after, I could drink it again. And now…I’ve slowly gotten to where it made me sick again yesterday morning. I was going to dig in to work, but decided to take a truckload of stuff over to the Ponderosa. When I got there, I emptied the truck, woke up Mr. FIxIt, and laid down to try to sleep for a while.

I woke up feeling great, so I headed back over here to the farm and will pack up some more stuff. Each load I take out, I feel less like a burden is hanging over me. You eat an elephant one bit at a time…that is the same way you get a big job done. As I write this, there is a storm heading this way so I’m hurrying to schedule the post before it hits. Storms take the electric out frequently here in the country.

Hope you all have a wonderful day!