seeding aside

What do you do when your heart runs dry? When there is no longer any song to sing? We have our own coping strategies. I went for a walk and saw bats, geese, and deer. It passes the time. I could hardly believe my eyes when the spectacle of a freshly ploughed field sat before me with the bright afterglow of the sun. I made myself scarce as I could hear gruff voices. Panicking the evening air. I was out of there. I felt a little like the Peacock I had disturbed on my inward walk! Made it home safely. A foxless evening. But not a birdless one.