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Today’s Blog Post
Last Monday, the holiday, I stretched out on our reclining lawn chair on the back deck. I drifted off for a while to another world.
It was some point in my almost asleep stage that the first shrill cry of a black bird came to my ears. There he was back again at the bird feeder. His distinct red and yellow strip on his wings told me he had been here before… and every time he comes he announces loudly his pleasure with the seeds that are there.
But he wasn’t the only one. Many of his feathered friends showed up, again and again.
What a delight to just sit quietly and watch.
Between the busy, soft morning doves and the brilliant cardinal the feeder provided an amazing reverie. Their job was to fill up and my job was to watch. And watch I did.
I had my camera nearby and snapped a few photos. I realize now that I need to adjust the settings to get a clearer shot.
The hour of sitting was the best I have had for weeks. The time spent just taking in the sites of my own backyard was the best yet.
In the days prior to Monday we had traveled about 1600 kms seeing things with my Uncle and Aunt. The things we saw were just great. The colour was super. The things we took in were so different. It had been a good trip.
But here in the backyard we have one of the best displays of God’s splendor. It has been here all along. All through my travels to other spots and the unique tourist places these beautiful birds have been doing their thing in our yard.
Even the Parliament Buildings in Ottawa have a hard time coming up to the beauty of a cardinal staring you down. The sites of busy Niagara Falls can’t cut it beside a gentle dove looking at you cautiously. In fact there are few places that are as quiet and peaceful as our backyard.
My spirit needs quiet. My soul needs my birds. My body needs the reclining lawn chair.
There is nothing like being refreshed by the provision that God gives us.
I will let the rest of these photos tell the story. I have to run out and pour some more seeds for my little friends. I just hear the loud call of the black bird again. Gotta run… my friends are calling.
~ Murray Lincoln ~
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