I have been spending this month reading a book called Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children From Nature-Deficit Disorder. (It's SOO good. Read it) Needless to say, I have been paying attention to my interactions with Nature much more closely.
While I was in the park reading yesterday, I noticed the sounds around me. The dominant ones were the echoing cars, the lacrosse practice next to me, and the doors shutting from people coming to enjoy the park. But if I listened more closely I could still hear the wind and the occasional bird chirp.
The Birds are my favorite. I have grown accustomed to waking to the sound of the morning gossip being spread through their chirping.
I can hear the kite above me flapping in the wind. The Wind chills my skin and reminds me that it's still a wintery-spring.
It's a beautiful spring tease.