My imagination gets lost sometimes in the world before man. And I think of it sometimes when I hear a robin's call echo through the woods. Why a robin? No idea, maybe childhood. But for some reason, the robin's call creates a vision of the world your words have created. It must have been so beautiful.
Maybe it's because it feels like robins always been here. They almost feel like part of the landscape. Robins also promise spring. We used to watch for the return of the first robin as temperatures warmed and snow melted. They're not the most colorful birds, but they do evoke a lot of feelings for many of us.
I don't think she had any second thoughts. She's there to catalog the flora and fauna etc. and merely remarks that there are some small creatures that prey on some of the others. It's a normal part of an ecosystem. :-)
Love this story! Sounds like a planetary wildlife refuge
Maybe humans should just stay away!
My imagination gets lost sometimes in the world before man. And I think of it sometimes when I hear a robin's call echo through the woods. Why a robin? No idea, maybe childhood. But for some reason, the robin's call creates a vision of the world your words have created. It must have been so beautiful.
Maybe it's because it feels like robins always been here. They almost feel like part of the landscape. Robins also promise spring. We used to watch for the return of the first robin as temperatures warmed and snow melted. They're not the most colorful birds, but they do evoke a lot of feelings for many of us.
I would live there. Curious about those tiny Monsters that cause her second thoughts! 😊
I don't think she had any second thoughts. She's there to catalog the flora and fauna etc. and merely remarks that there are some small creatures that prey on some of the others. It's a normal part of an ecosystem. :-)