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Summary

The article describes the enchanting transformation of a park following consecutive nights of rain, culminating in the captivating cry of a waterfowl that adds a mystical dimension to a routine morning walk.

Abstract

The narrative unfolds with the author's observations of nature's activities in a park after several nights of rain. The park is alive with a variety of creatures, from tiny birds to large butterflies, and even an eagle that flies close enough to touch. The most captivating experience for the author, however, is the elusive and haunting cry of a waterfowl, which seems to come from the undergrowth, adding an element of mystery and depth to the morning walk. This cry, which is sometimes distant and sometimes close, makes the author feel as if they are walking among the clouds rather than in a park. The author concludes by reminding readers of the beauty present in life and nature, both literally and metaphorically, urging them to stay observant.

Opinions

  • The author finds the park to be more vibrant and interactive after rain, suggesting a deeper connection with nature during this time.
  • The close encounter with an eagle is presented as a remarkable and almost surreal experience.
  • The waterfowl's cry is perceived as hauntingly beautiful and adds a new, almost otherworldly, dimension to the park.
  • There is an appreciation for the small wonders of nature, such as the presence of worms and the need to be cautious not to harm them.
  • The author expresses a philosophical view that life and nature are full of beauty, which can be experienced both directly and through metaphorical interpretation.

The Cry of the Waterfowl

Photo by Nandhu Kumar on Unsplash

It is a Monday; anything can happen.

When it rains in the night, for two or three nights in a row, the park that I frequent for my morning walk, smiles in a different way. There is a lot of wheeling and dealing; yesterday, an eagle flew down so low that I could touch it, almost, if I had stretched out an arm, to take a closer look at us.

There are birds as little as butterflies and butterflies as big as birds and all the worms have come out on an exploration, if one is not careful, they get crushed underfoot. But what I love the most, during those days, is the rare cry of the water fowl that sounds somewhere in the undergrowth. It sounds, alternately far away and close, and I can’t make out whether it is in the park, or near the creek behind it. It sounds haunting and mysterious and all of a sudden, there is a new dimension to the simple walk in the park. It feels more like a walk in the clouds.

There is a lot of beauty in life and nature, literally, and metaphorically. Keep your eyes open.

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