The Parrot Screeches…. edited

The parrot up the street makes its screeching sound… the vehicles are up and down the street, some banging noise so loud you have to turn the TV up and my mind wonders to the property we are putting an offer on…

The realtor started out with, you do know it is remote… and I thought, middle of the pacific is pretty remote, I think we can handle a 2 mile crooked, bumpy, rutted dirt road to get to the last property…. (Toyota 4runner is what I got for our anniversary last year)…

I think of the dark skies we have here on Hawaii and the brilliant stars I can see from my yard…. tonight the moon so bright, you don’t need a light, when you wonder around… and my mind thinks of what the nights will be like at a higher elevation in the forest….

Wolves, coyotes, bears, mountain lions, timber rattlers and a host of other things that are more afraid of me, I hope…. pepper spray will always be handy…. yet I know the sky will be brilliant with twinkling stars and the night filled with owls and rustle of night creatures and sound of water as it runs the creek… yep… one paradise for another… except the new one… 

There will never be a banger…. the car would fall apart on the first rut it hit…. now that would be worth seeing… (a banger, is a person who buys a $100 car and puts a $1,000 sound system in it)… all I hear is boom boom boom, never music… thus… 

BANGER….

TimesUp #MeToo WhyIDidntTell

I Remember… Margie… who’s not so big on 4 wheeling… too late now…

Sgt. USAF DAV