That was a title of book by Ray Bradbury
explaining how quiet it really is out here
is not that same as hearing it
turn this as loud as you can you may be able to hear me breathe
About 4am I heard something like a baby crying
I was up
Kimber in hand walking to the door
Flood lights auto activated outside
I could hear what was taking place
a deer was being eatin alive by the wolves
with no wind the sound just hung in the air
took them about 15 minutes to kill it
Wolves don’t just kill their prey outright
they wound it in such a way so it cannot escape
take a chunk of flesh from the hind quarter
mosey off about 15/20 yards eat and go back for another chunk
all the while the air hangs heavy with sounds of Life & death
this early am I went out there
found the kill
thought about taking a picture of the kill
naaa
people don’t need see that
with the snow falling less something did cross my mind
Back in 2000 Charles Onians wrote a piece titled
“Snowfalls are now just a thing of the past“
it’s like Uncle Jo and the happy ho talking about “Believe in the science”
I wonder how long it would take ole Charles to shyt his pants
if he heard what I heard this early am
I smiled at that
Wolf always leaves something behind for his very old friend
Crow
