Saturday Morning

It's noisy here today:

1)The slap, slap, slap of a basketball in the neighbor boy's driveway...an occasional thwang on the rim;

2)the morning crow, there's just one, the same one, every morning at 6:00 a.m., caw, caw, caw...thrice warning,,,I have a poem somewhere on this blog about the ominous crow and a pall over my life...I think I was reading Shakespeare at the time;

3)lawn mowers, chain saws, edgers...the busy sound of sweat and Saturday chores;

4)the yellow lab next door barks at the morning jogger, the mailperson, the bumblebee, and the crow.

I can't sleep in and have a lawn to mow before kayaking. I'm looking forward to the droll flap, flap, flap of the Heron's wings over the Tualatin.