It’s late. You’re outside, alone save a stray wind rustling the trees and tall weeds. The new moon hides invisibly while it looks down upon your situation, ambivalent to your needs, desires, and wishes. You wonder for a second if the moon could grant wishes if it cared enough to understand us inconsequential humans, but then a remote sound grabs your attention.
Your ears feel alive, catching what it can, imperceptably stretching wide to enable additional sounds to come in for processing. That sound, right there! Was it a cautious footstep taken by a silent attacker? Or was it just a few leaves being scattered by a vagrant breeze…? Closing your eyes, your senses awaken more than ever before as you integrate with nature, feeling Earth’s heartbeat around you, melding with the energy and vitality of your surroundings. You can almost detect each of the organisms in the soil under your feet, from beetles and earthworms to the spiders and scorpions who prey upon them. The thought of this natural predator role quickly shifts your mind back into focus, and you redouble your attempts to perceive the source of the aural anomaly.

What could all this mean?
The family decided it’s high time we made ourselves a fire pit.

You may have seen it in a few of my DITL’s. And now that it’s getting colder in Texas (finally!), I predict we’ll be using it a lot.

Anyone wanna come over for some ’smores?




















