|Saddleback and Capistrano Valley through Mustard|
|Trail side Mustard|
In the last few days three red-tail hawks, an American Kestral, two white tailed kites, a pair of turkey vultures, the occasional crow and a Northern Harrier effortlessly maneuvered in and negotiated the strong and changing wind flows. Of course the Capistrano Cliff Swallows zipped through the air snagging snacks while two or three roadrunners shared the walk at a few turns and a curved beaked California Thrasher zipped across the trail in front of me.
|Beautiful Sticky Monkey Flower|
As with them our lives are always getting shorter. Time is flying, we are getting older and the world is turning.
Get out and take a walk, even a little one. Look listen and smell. Disconnect for just a little while. It is very good for the soul. These moments are precious.