The Morning Commute - Fowl Deeds

When we lived in New York, we had the gift of the Tomhannock Reservoir.  In order to get to our house, we had to drive about 5 miles along the Reservoir before turning off into the hamlet of Tomhannock.  I was continually amazed at the variety of wildlife - grey fox, herons, bald eagles, lots of white-tailed deer, quail, grouse, and every kind of waterfowl you could imagine - on our daily drives.  The road was canopied much of the way by red pine and a variety of deciduous trees.  The air was damp and rich.  Beginning and ending my day driving along Tomhannock Reservoir Road brought me peace.

My daily commute from Condon to Hood River also brings me peace.  There are no trees creating a canopy over my path.  The air is anything but damp. But the wide vistas, the whirling wind turbines, the emerging green of spring wheat, and the winding canyon also bring me peace.

The route, this past Sunday morning, brought me a wide variety of flying companions.  I don't usually work on Sundays but a hole in the schedule needed filling.  En route to Hood River, before and after traveling through the canyon, quail darted back and forth across the road in a nerve-wracking game of "chicken."  As my car barreled along Rt. 206, hawks and crows (ravens?) disturbed by my vehicle, swooped up and away from me.  After turning onto Rt 97 first a ring-necked pheasant and then a turkey sailed from the cliff on the right to the left shoulder of the road.  At the Pilot, as I gassed up, seagulls swooped and laughed at me.  Along I 84, I passed roosting Bald Eagles atop river signal towers.

How good and pleasant to not travel alone.

How good and pleasant it is when God's people (creatures) live in unity. Psalm 133 1:1 (NIV)