Sometimes just sitting and listening is what I need.
I forget how close the San Joaquin River really is, right behind the GB3 lurks the natural beauty of the snow melting from the mountains.
As I sat still I observed a hawk dive into the brush and catch his lunch all while a few other small birds dive bombed him to protect their space. Amazing what nature is and how close it really is.
When was the last time you sat with no agenda in nature just to listen?
I can't hear you?