This morning, out on our back porch (I got up at 8, at least an hour, if not more, earlier than usual) there were all these little birds, very fast, flying around our side and back yard.
One sat on a limb right in front of me and tweeted, while I whistled back, for at least 10 minutes.
I've never know a bird that wasn't in a cage to sit still that long.
There were dozens of them--little brown, gray things--all over.
And after a cloudy, gloomy day, the afternoon--about 2--became glorious. Sun and warmth and wondrous pre-spring colors.
Maybe not being out and about can teach us to notice such things.
That would be a wonderful result of being so limited in this time.
Small things come to matter a lot.
Take them in. Appreciate them. Love them.
A positive spin on a pandemic....
- At least a month to go
- non-Funerals in a time of pandemic
- So, another month
- surprise call
- On-line church tomorrow
- Staying at home
- Old stuff
- Not like waiting for Christmas
- Here's the sermon I'll preach on Sunday for Facebook
- no church
- morning birds and afternoon sunshine
- It's beginning to feel natural
- Biden is winning
- Definitely wierd
- Definitely not 'business as usual"
- A sermon I never preached
- The Sports World should be in charge of the country
- Doing my taxes
- Happy to be where I am
- I hate, hate, hate Daylight Savings Time
- Believe science and don't be traumatized
- I am surrounded by poetry
- Hold on, beloved
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