Relaxation music

The lake waves are slapping sandy beach. They are not seagulls here but big black birds are circling in the air above a water pipe. Something is moving inside. A beautiful black cat is cautiously walking out. His fur is all dusty. I throw him a stick. He sniffs it hopefully. I am sorry, I have nothing for you. Second cat, also black, sleek and slimmer, moves slowly to the daylight. The birds are circling lower now. Oh, kitties, get back! On the other side of the lake deer are watching. Cello is playing. I stop at visitor's booth at the entrance of the park. "They are two cats in the drain pipe by the lake." "Yes, we know about them." The birds are still circling in the hot sky. I do not hear a flute and piccolo. I hear clarinet and oboe instead. 4/12/2010 Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, PA