The morning birds

another health update

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash

I woke this morning to the sound of the pigeon’s mating calls. They sit on the highest point of the highest building around and harrumph for the female. I can’t call it a song. It is a circular sound that beats against my window with a loudness that means they are sitting above my window. I live in the highest building in this area.

It is usually a little after 6 a.m. that they greet the sun. Then by seven, they beat feet or wings so the hawks and other predatory birds don’t find them.

I ran into a Greater Roadrunner in the middle of Las Vegas on Thursday. Both the bird and I were surprised. You don’t susually see them because they are very shy ground birds. They will follow people in the bushes behind them. It is even rarer to see them in the middle of Las Vegas in a construction zone. I didn’t think about it until this moment. They do love desert scrub and Vegas is definitely trying to get people tear out their lawns and put in desert landscaping.

Reading the literature about them, it says that they are a common sight, but I have only seen two. I saw a young female in 2003 after I moved to Las Vegas with my late-hubby from Germany, and one from last week on Thursday 2024.

I need those bright glimpses. I had a rough couple of weeks. My blood pressure and pulse became erractice. I was tired all of the time. Still I trudged on and slept a lot. I gained too much weight and lost it again. It was a round of surrealness and I lived in a world that had a film over it.

I don’t know if I’m back from that other world.

I try to keep my aloe vera plant alive though. It lost all of it’s major leaves but it now has five new leaves to replace the two large old ones.

Still alive and still kicking.