We moved into this cookie-cutter, everything looks the same, huge apartment complex less than a year ago. We chose it for the location, the swimming pool (that we've used maybe 3 times), the on-site playground, and the work-out facility (that I used 5 times... better than nothing). I can't wait to get out of this apartment and into our new house, but as that day rapidly approaches, I realize how much I'm going to miss the pond just behind our building.
I have watched deer grow from yearlings to adults. I'm looking out my window now as I type and watching a groundhog (or something like that) make its way across the grass. I watched an Eagle and a Hawk battle in mid-air. I laughed at the ducks engaging in a mating ritual that made me feel bad for that poor female, only to get teary eyed as I watched her lead her ducklings all around the pond months later.
And I have a new found love for birds of all types, but especially the red-winged blackbird, who escapes my camera lense at all costs. I cannot capture an image of that beautiful bird for anything. I've been trying for a month now. And maybe that's why it's my favorite. Because it is swift and eluding. I love watching it land on a blade of grass that dips almost immediately into the pond, requiring it to take flight once again. The beautiful, red-winged black bird rarely rests.
And with that... I'm off to work on moving out of this apartment, that I will miss more than I ever dreamed I would.
Two weeks without regular internet access was a welcome break,
We moved into this cookie-cutter, everything looks the same, huge apartment complex less than a year ago. We chose it for the location, the swimming pool (that we've used maybe 3 times), the on-site playground, and the work-out facility (that I used 5 times... better than nothing). I can't wait to get out of this apartment and into our new house, but as that day rapidly approaches, I realize how much I'm going to miss the pond just behind our building.
I have watched deer grow from yearlings to adults. I'm looking out my window now as I type and watching a groundhog (or something like that) make its way across the grass. I watched an Eagle and a Hawk battle in mid-air. I laughed at the ducks engaging in a mating ritual that made me feel bad for that poor female, only to get teary eyed as I watched her lead her ducklings all around the pond months later.
And I have a new found love for birds of all types, but especially the red-winged blackbird, who escapes my camera lense at all costs. I cannot capture an image of that beautiful bird for anything. I've been trying for a month now. And maybe that's why it's my favorite. Because it is swift and eluding. I love watching it land on a blade of grass that dips almost immediately into the pond, requiring it to take flight once again. The beautiful, red-winged black bird rarely rests. 
