March 2015
Once the tree is covered with leaves, you are amazed at the life on it. The bird nests, the insect nests, bee hives, the squirrels. When you come lie down on the cement platform under it, there is always so much happening up there. Which you never noticed earlier whenever you walked past, in a hurry to get your exercise. The tree is home to so many.
This morning, it is very still. And suddenly a breeze. But strangely it passes only on one side of the tree. On the other side the leaves are still. A wind corridor. Wow.
There is a kite nest way up there. And there are always a couple of kites sitting around, preening, at that time of the morning. They are getting used to you now.
A squirrel comes down from the neighbouring tree and battles with a piece of bark. From the place you are lying down you cannot quite figure out what squirrel thing she is doing. And then she runs off with something in her mouth and disappears up the neighbouring tree. You are curious, you get up and go check. She’s torn the bark off a twig and pulled out strands of bark from the inside. For her nest probably. Which means there will be babies soon! You are so excited. Nest-making season. New life on its way.
With every passing week, the dry leaves under the tree are becoming more and more sparse. The summer dryness has begun. You look forward to the changes yet to come.
The full series here: http://whiletheworldisgoingplaces.blogspot.in/search/label/Notes_from_a_Ritual
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