When it's time to "fall back" people always relish in the extra hour of sleep they'll get. I dread it not just because I wish it could be daylight savings time all year round but because no one ever seems to tell Peanut it's not 8:30am. He'll wake up at at 7:30 and stare at my face until telepathically I hear his mental whining and have no choice but to get up and stagger out the door. How this is possible I don't know but he's always been able to wake me up that way. Of course once we get outside he has no interest in quickly peeing in the bushes and going back to bed like a dog who LOVES ME would, but instead prefers to pull me across the street to look for snakes and chase bunnies. I feel sorry for anyone who happens to look out the window at us or dare walk by and say hello because I'm a bitch in the morning. Yes I said it, I'll say it again, I'm a bitch in the morning. This will go on until we "spring ahead" and I can finally wake up at a decent hour.
MrPea's dog walk shift starts at night time so at dusk I'm usually the one to take Peanut out, usually to the beach. I'm a little freaked out ever since a couple weeks ago, at dusk we saw a bobcat looking at us through our back window. I wish I had had the time to grab my camera because she was beautiful. I'm not sure why I think it's a female, I just do. We live just a few feet from the marsh and there's an empty wooded lot right next to our building so there's plenty of room for a varmint such as that to sneak around in. At first we thought she was just a big house cat until we looked closer and saw her big paws. She looked at us with glamorous and cold eyes for a few seconds and then nonchalantly sauntered away down the marsh path towards the water, I'm guessing to catch snakes. I saw those eyes hiding in some bushes the next evening watching me and Peanut cross the street to the beach path. I got a little scared because, well, it's a wild bobcat big enough to eat Peanut and maybe my leg but I know I shouldn't be. I haven't seen her since then so I wonder if she was afraid of me. I hope the alligators don't get her, I'd love to see her again next fall. I've read that people can live in Florida all their lives and never see one so I feel privileged that Mother Nature gave us a glimpse.
There's also a Red Shouldered Hawk who used to hang out on one of the dead palms behind us that I haven't seen since Spring. I may have got a picture of him(yes obviously I think it's a male but I'm not sure) somewhere in my desk top but I'm too lazy to go upstairs (for reasons you'll understand in my next post). I will get a good shot(with my cam of course) eventually but he's always so damn jumpy every time I've ever gone out back to take a closer look, he flies away! I so appreciate the pretty feathers he leaves me. One day I'll have to take pictures of all my treasure and post them.
I started this post to complain about Peanut and all his short comings and then somehow started thinking about winter coming and all the changes that take place outside. People think that Florida has no seasons or that we just have 365 days of summer but unless you live in the Keys, after a couple years, you notice the seasons. Of course our Falls and Winters are softer on us than the rest of unfortunate souls who are damned to not live in what is as close to heaven on Earth as I can imagine. But trust me, we have 4 seasons and I am in awe at what I get to witness during all 4. Fall brings the morning fog and flocks of millions of birds that would scare Alfred Hitchcock himself, slow snakes looking for a warm place to pass the winter, and a southern dolphin migration so vast you feel like you're in a Discovery channel documentary. In the winter the sea looks angry but gives me the gift of shark teeth after a NorthEaster. The birds around the feeder are greedy and loud and sometimes on a clear and flat day a Right Whale sighting will remind me of how small I am on this Earth. So am I bummed that summer is over? Of course. But when Autumn comes I get ready for my own "hibernation" and "renewal". Like everyone else I get out my blankets, buy the hot cocoa, light the candles, stock up on some books and we create a little cocoon for the 3 of us here in our home to wait for the Spring. And keep my eyes open for the "show" whilst feeling sorry for anyone who doesn't live here.
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