My Backyard

My backyard, a place of solace, a home for many. While my backyard is among dozens of others, it is a favourite location for countless creatures. Why is this significant to me?

Panorama during a chilly fall morning

There is something about wild animals that I envy. I tend to believe that it is their contrasting lifestyle to humans. While humans are typically guaranteed life and protection from natural dangers, wild animals live free. While they can do whatever they wish whenever, there is still the constant struggle for life. The struggle that humans have forgotten about long ago. Every day (especially for smaller creatures such as rabbits, squirrels, ect) could be their last so they must constantly focus on staying alive. Whether that is gathering food in anticipation of a cold and long winter or getting ready to run when a twig snaps, life always hangs in the balance. Though they may live shorter in the wild than in captivity, wild animals live fast and fierce. They don't sit around stressing about something that may or may not happen in a couple of months, they take every second of their lives as a reward for their previous actions. So when a rabbit comes in my backyard with his friend to play tag, eat, and sleep, I know that out of all the places he could be, the dozens of other backyards he could go, he chose my backyard. Most people concern themselves with how green the grass is and how well bloomed the tulips are. I don't worry about that because I know the rabbit could be anywhere but he still chooses to come to my backyard.

And for me, that is enough to say that my backyard is the best.

Here are some pictures of the animals enjoying the backyard: