For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
Good morning everyone! What a change in the weather! Yesterday it was a beautiful 71F (21.5C) with the sun shining. This morning it is cloudy, very windy and only 45F (7C), though it might rise to 48F (9C) by this afternoon. Then colder with snow flurries for tomorrow. Oh well, it is late fall, and this kind of weather is to be expected.
The birds are very busy again this morning, all of them wanting to have the feeder to themselves. I have one feeder pole ready to go and I started working on the other one. If I had been feeling better, I could have finished the second one also.

But there will be more sunny days to get it done, just not so warm. Three times last night there were loud noises on the deck. Each time it woke up Muffin (and me too) and she had to go take a look. So I did as well. One time Muffin looked quite scared and ran back to the bedroom, staring out the bedroom door. I got up then and had a look.

Nothing. Back to bed. An hour later we woke up again to loud noises. Muffin ran to the window but would not go all the way to the window, she stayed further back and stretched herself to look. I turned on the light again and looked. Nothing. An hour later we repeat the process. Nothing. This morning when I went to feed the birds, nothing was out of place on the deck.
Impossible I say to myself. There was too much noise for everything to still be in its place. Very strange. I am almost convinced to buy a camera to put out there. Almost. But am I really that curious to buy such a camera? Probably not. At least, not yet. Maybe for next summer. Nothing happens during the winter. That wind is sure strong right now, and it is raining. This kind of late fall rain is cold, the kind that really penetrates right through a person.

I need a heavier jacket for days like this, even to just go out and feed the birds. Oh well. Summer. Such a nice thought. Sitting out among the flowers getting pictures of bees, bee flies, and flower flies. Plus some wasps too. Sitting beside the river, listening to the birds, watching the pelicans. And the beauty of autumn. Walking to the river enjoying the fall colors along the way. The yellows, reds and oranges. So many country pleasures to enjoy.

On days like this, however, it is nice to enjoy country pleasures from inside, looking out the window. The evening grosbeaks, always dressed in their bright fall colors, are now filling the feeder and feasting on the sunflower seeds I just put out for them. The chickadees and nuthatches squeezing in between them to get a seed too. They are a blessing to watch and enjoy. Country pleasures. Such beauty. I thank you for visiting today, have a wonderful Wednesday and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
©2022 Steve McLeod.
I looked at poor Kristina, then realized that my left eye was still closed. I could see out of my right eye, though it was only partially open. I felt my face, then I looked at Kristina again. I had to check and see if she was still alive. Yes, she is breathing, but not easily, and her heart is beating quite normally. I was angry. I do not really care what they do to me, but what they did to Kristina…they had no reason to do this.
But who are they? I do not remember anyone, except the people who came to us in the cave. But I did not see them, I only heard what they said, and that was not much. I do not remember anything else. But how is that possible? I looked around. The landscape looked familiar, much like it did where we lived. Kristina was waking up now.
I asked her how she felt. She was in terrible pain and was having a hard time breathing. “We will find the people who did this Kristina,” I said as a promise to her, “can you walk?” I helped her get up and we began walking in a northwest direction. I am not really sure why, it is just a hunch. We soon came to the edge of our hill. There was a stream below, running between the two hills.
On the other hill, quite a distance away I saw a house. It must be quite large that I can see it from here. Poor Kristina, she can barely see out of her eyes, I am leading her along. Fortunately it is a nice grassy area along here. But going downhill and crossing that little stream was not easy. We were scratched up going through the bushes along the stream.
Once on top of the hill I could see where we were. That was our chateau in the distance! We rested for a while, then kept going until Kristina collapsed. We were close, so I walked over to the fence and set off the alarm. The girls came running out of the chateau, along with the cats. They were horrified at what they saw.
Sigurbjorn called Chung for the ambulances and he and Mriya were at our side quickly. Though for us it seemed like it took hours. We are now in my room at the clinic, it was better to keep us together for safety. Baldwin sent a security team to guard the clinic. Our team guarded the inside though. Chung told me that Kristina and I had bruises over our entire bodies, and we were swollen so badly it was hard to recognize us.
We tried to describe that beautiful scent to Chung, but it was hard, neither of us had smelled it before. Chung thought the scent was just there to make us breathe in more deeply and that it was some kind of gas to knock us out. But I could tell he was not telling us everything. He was worried about something.
I asked him what was wrong, but he just said not to worry about it right now, he only had suspicions right now anyway. Perhaps he is worried that gas might send me back to “nowhere” again. Baldwin cancelled the remainder of his business trip, even though it was important. He felt it was more important to be here at this time. Chung did not allow any visitors for us, not even Jenny or Baldwin, for 3 days.
Sigurbjorn had a recipe from her grandmother for making a homemade salve to treat our bruises. Chung had most of the ingredients and the rest the team was able to find locally. It really did help a lot. Finally Jennifer and Baldwin were allowed to visit us, but only for a short time. Chung was worried we had been drugged and beaten to get information from us.
But what information? And why do we not remember anything. Mriya told us they might have hypnotized us so we would not remember anything, or it could just be some drug which would do the same thing. They had learned nothing from Toledo, so I said to Baldwin to let him go, but track him. That is what he did. Two days later his body was found in a Paris hotel.
Lavina might have thought he talked since we let him go. I was hoping he would lead us to her. It does show that Lavina was keeping track of him, so perhaps she is not too far away. Kristina and I had not gone far either, we were only gone for exactly 24 hours.
The team searched the area where we had been dropped off but found nothing, except evidence that a helicopter had landed there. Is this part of the warning mystery? Or is it something new? For some reason I do not believe that Lavina is behind this…
To Be Continued.
©2022 Steve McLeod.