I give thanks for arriving
Safely in a new dawn,
For the gifts of eyes
To see the world,
The gift of mind
To feel at home
In my life.
The waves of possibility
Breaking on the shore of dawn,
The harvest of the past
That awaits my hunger,
And all the furtherings
This new day will bring.
On Wednesday, I think it was, I sat on the bench out by the pond. I sat there quietly for about an hour or so, just listening and watching. I would move my head, or turn my whole body every now and then, and I would do it very slowly so as not to scare off the birds who had come to visit. I was so good at being still that even a deer came walking out of the meadow, thinking it safe from all humans. It was safe, of course, but the deer don’t think of humans as safe, not even those of us who don’t go around shooting them.
There is a loblolly pine next to the bench, with a small cherry tree growing next to it. The trees seem to enjoy each other’s company. The cherry tree is mostly in the shade of the loblolly, but the loblolly never hogs all the sunlight. The cherry gets what it needs to survive and thrive and, I think, it is somewhat protected by the bigger loblolly. There are buds on the cherry, getting ready to unfurl. The loblolly already has flowers and it won’t be long until they start dispersing their pollen. During peak pollen season, millions of pounds of pollen are flung out from loblolly pines all across the southeastern U.S. One scientist found pollen from loblollies as high as 2,000 feet in the air and 25 miles offshore. Even though the pollen had been exposed to cold, wind, rain, and UV radiation, at least half of it remained viable. Life is a very strong force. (You can find a story about the study here, if interested.)
I was amazed by how many birds came by to visit, some coming so close that I wondered at their bravery. There were chickadees, goldfinches, a male cardinal or two, and a little brown-headed nuthatch. The nuthatches have been among the frequent visitors to the feeders, enjoying the suet. I had the best time watching him as he climbed around the trunk and branches of the trees, frequently upside down as if he knows how to defy gravity. Now that I think about it, I suppose birds know exactly how to do that. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to fly.
I did not take the big camera with me that day so I am unable to show you the many visitors to the loblolly and the bench. You’ll have to use your imagination, peppering birds into the photo above that I took today when I went out for a walk.
I was somewhat proud of myself, sitting calmly enough that the birds and deer were willing to visit with me. After a while, I got up to walk back to the house, and my eyes were drawn down to the ground for some reason. And there it was. A pile of bird seed. How funny! It wasn’t my calm, cool, and collected attitude that drew the birds. They were waiting for me to get out of the way so they could chow down on the food. M left it out there for them. I think he’s hoping to entice one of the little birds to eat from his hand.
The weather has been lovely this week, getting progressively warmer. It’s nearly 70°F today. I may have to get out some summer clothes for tomorrow which is expected to be warmer.
I mowed the grass for the first time this season, the same day I spent some time with the birds. I didn’t mow all that I usually mow. Just the parts where the grass grows thickest, where it’s more difficult to mow as the grass grows taller. I also spent some time in the flower garden working on the clean-up of last year’s flowers, readying it for this year’s. There is something soothing about gardening. Maybe it’s being outdoors or the scent of the earth and the dried plants or the sun warming everything while the birds sing in spring.
To see the preciousness of all things, we must bring our full attention to life.
Thank you for dropping by on this beautiful Friday afternoon. It’s hard to believe that March is getting ready to leave us already. It’s a marvel to me how time can manage to be both slow and fast. Magic, maybe. Whatever the case, the days are growing longer. Today’s sunset is scheduled for 7:23 PM. I’ll meet you on the dock. Or we can go to the Point. You choose. The Point offers us a view of the water, a walk on the beach, and a good look at the sun sinking behind the horizon. The dock means a short walk through the woods and a bench to sit on when we get there. Either way, I’d bring a jacket. Both places offer up a good deal of wind and some cooler temperatures because of the water.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy: 1,036) Blossoming trees. Our redbuds look almost ready to burst into bloom and I suspect we’ll be seeing flowers (bracts, but they look like flowers) on the dogwoods soon. 1,037) A bald eagle perched on a tree by the dock this morning. I don’t always get such a close-up view of them as I did today. They are beautiful birds. 1,038) The songs of the Upland Chorus Frogs. 1,039) Daffodils, periwinkles, dandelions, and all the little lawn flowers that are blooming. 1,040) M, always.