| night fell in the darkness the symphony of night sounds began.I alone in the orchard heard the call of the flocks as they passed over head , a brighbt scarlet ribbon across the sky.Flamingoes hundreds of them heading to the slenas of course,the brackish waters were home the the best crustations. A soft crackling in the underbrush brought my attention.Turning i saw freeway rooting after something in a hole,digging furiously he began to wine and yipe in his complexion.reaching down i grabbed him by the scruff of his neck ,he writhe and growled struggling to get free as a large land crab shot out of the hole and scuttled away . |