So many questions flooded my mind, from fearful ones about lions and bears to more comforting ones about the animals that I could see. I had decided that, if there were fierce maneaters stalking me, they'd have shown themselves already and I went about entertaining myself with the views of the peaceful tranquility that surrounded me. Very soon, this felt as though it were my own home. Conversation seemed easy with small sparrows and whippoorwills, as though they could understand me. Perhaps they all did. All at once my eyes lighted upon a large and hidden nest of some sort.
The marshy area had a constant water sound and the chirps and wildlife sounds were interesting and calming. This silenced me, for some reason. Chattiness was drowning out the real subject of my exploration. A swift loud crunchy sound attracted my attention that there were some busy beavers, looked like 6 of them, working on some construction project in the farthest corner of my eyeshot. Certain that my talking was annoying to them, hushed me even further.
I, very carefully checked every step as I tried to get closer to that nest in the distance. It was about a stone's throw away, but one never knows if there are soft-spots or holes in the marshy area that I was in. Everything looked gray in the distance. As I came closer, I heard some very sharp bird sound that was alarming. I retreated immediately. The beauty of a happy Crane couple, staring at me in alarm, convinced me to do my investigating through my binoculars. Both birds came up swiftly and cawing profusely convinced me that it was time to pack it in.
I put out my fire and took a drew a swift sketch of the nest and ran back to camp.
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