I am so into where I am and what I am doing; standing tall and happy, hand on one hip surveying the land. I have written about this so many times it should be old news. My phone rings and after a few brief words I am returning to the parking lot. I bend a corner and there he is photographing a buttercup, and bearing a begged water bottle. We turn back around and walk the way I have just come from. He asks you have your map, don’t need one I say like the back of my hand. We do the Long Trail Extension, and keep walking past the end of trail signs and into turkey territory, he informs me of this in a soft voice. I am subtly impressed that he knows this part of the trail and I do not. We bend around under the power wires and then catch up the official trail where I had answered the phone. I say look there it is by that stump there and then lead him down the trail to the other entrance to the long power wire scar. On the trail he talks softly about looking for animals, and after a few minutes makes a soft whistling noise with his mouth that I know instinctively means come here. I go and there is a small red newt. He picks it up and tries to take a photo but his hand is too close so I take the delicate baby in my hands, where it rests quietly until the photo is taken. When we are out in the long desolate byway he points down to the swamp where two deer are walking in the grass, then I see a fawn. Then we see and hear a male and female cardinal, the male on a dead branch brilliant scarlet against the bright blue sky. Gorgeous. I find myself loving this quality in him of sighting the animals, calling attention to them and photographing them. I have walked for two and a half hours, down the long steps and back up, what would typically be my usual 40 minute trek through the tougher trails and then back around again. I feel a strange sense of being so comfortable with this companion. I hug him tightly and he hugs back. Promising more time spent together. I couldn’t ask for more, I couldn’t ask for one single thing more.
Dinner: one vidalia onion, one yellow pepper, three cloves of garlic and two small stalks of celery sauted in olive oil til tender. A couple chicken breasts sauted til done. Salt. Add a small jar of sofrito, a few dashes of salt and a small can of fire roasted tomato then one cup of white rice, mix stirring for a minute or so. Then add two and a half cups of water, two tablespoons green olives and two nearly ripe plantains (yellow not brown). Bring to a boil then turn down and simmer twenty minutes. Arroz con pollo a la la pajarita. Latin fusion with a Meggy twist. Delicious. I ate it for breakfast and lunch today too. 🙂