They are asleep. Crashed! Completely and utterly worn out.
And would you take a look at where they are? Isn't it fabulous? Utterly gorgeous -- that's a view that they probably walked a gazillion miles to get to. Those poor, beknighted fools worked their tails off; planned for days, or weeks, or maybe months for this exact moment to be able to be in this exact spot, at this particular moment, precisely so that they could drink in the glory of that oh-so-spectacular vista... and they are too tired to even care.
You gotta love them, because, unless you are a whole lot younger than I am, you've been there and done that -- worked your ass off to come to the place in your life that you always wanted to be, only to find that you are too darned tired most of the time to give a hoot. "That's lovely, now can I just sleep for a bit, please?"
This is "The Heron Clan" family portrait if you really want to know. All laid out right where we find ourselves. Happy for just a soft place to lay the tired old bones down and rest without a single thought for anything much at all. After all it took us to get here, too!
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Maybe all the working tails off and planning for weeks or even months was specifically so they *could* sleep right there? I know I, for one, would give anything to be able to rest that peacefully out in the middle of nowhere. The constant noise and cement and lack of green where I live really gets to this country girl. ;)
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