Two Mourning Doves are calling back and forth, you wonder, are they
both calling their sad Dove song to the same fickle female? And the
Mockingbird, he has sung his self hoarse, but still
going into fantastic new melodies. Where is the lady bird that he
sings to. And in between the Mourning Doves and the Mockingbird, two
Robins, go about their worm search with only an occasional chirp.
The Wrens and Golden Finches are eagerly eating at their special
feeder, that only they can eat out of, fresh filled today, and much
anticipated.
Sunset on the back deck is a wonderful, close
family time. A time when we can quietly sit, listen to the different
bird sounds, enjoy some snacks and a cool drink, and just be...Just
being is an important function that you can only practice with those
that you trust and love with no pretense. Just being, has no pretense,
the shield is let down, the door to your most innermost self is opened
wide, and your loved ones see you as you really are...just being. Stan
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