Hillside escape

Taking advantage of another sunny day, with temperatures pushing 60 degrees, Casey and I set out on a hike on Cedar Ridge. 

An area always free of traffic and heart-of-the-city hustle and bustle, where sounds are limited to the footfall of hidden wildlife, like black-tail deer, coyote, feral cats, along with the complaints of winged predators, meshing in a milieu of fauna and creeks untouched by development.

Soon mountain breezes will rustle new deciduous canopies to enhance this chorus found just a few blocks east and a couple of hundred feet above ordinary neighborhood humdrum.