Early Afternoon and as I sit all I hear is the loud sounds of the Cicadas. They grow louder then in unison they become quiet. The sound is just as a pester as the sound of your phone alarm in the morning, but just like that you get used to it. It is almost like I became one with the Cicadas from being outside for so long. Not only am I hearing the sounds of the Cicadas but I also hear the cars.  Being almost in the middle of both the roads I thought of that Robert Frost poem. “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,” but there was no yellow wood and I was not taking either road. If I had to choose a road I most certainly would have chose the one less traveled by because it was quieter. The constant sounds of the other road creates a non peaceful environment. Every five seconds, “BOOM BOOM” from the cars hitting the bumps on the road but while it might have disturbed me the animals I saw did not seem to find issue with it. For instance the bird I saw.

While out in my half way peaceful area I saw a bird. I was determined to make that bird be my friend. Some how some way. I gave her a name, then proceeded to feel bad because I don’t know whether it was a boy or girl. She was a white bird and was still for almost the whole time I was out there. Her stillness started to worry me, I began to question if she was real. I thought since she was so still I would have the perfect opportunity to take pictures of her. As soon as I try, off she goes! So of course I take off with her, I wanted to be as close as possibly but I guess in her eyes I was disturbing her peace just as those cars were treating my peace. Sally traveled far away from me to a point of no return so I decided to not follow her. Just as I thought there would be no more animals to look at another bird came and flew by. The hair on his head made him look like an evil scientist on a TV show so I named him Boomi. When I tried to get close to him he flew away as well. It seems like my luck with creatures is not so great on the other hand there was this small dragonfly that seemed to take liking to me and as much as I hate bugs I still let him be near.

There was dew on the grass from the early morning, ripples in the water, leaves on the ground and a cool breeze. The perfect afternoon. Maybe next time I’ll discover the end of the lake or maybe find a creature that wouldn’t mind posing for a picture with me, until next time

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