not all those who wander are lost

"NOT ALL THOSE WHO WANDER ARE LOST."
J.R.R. TOLKIEN

KAPAPAMAHCHAKWEW
Cree leader, Wandering Spirit

Monday, April 7, 2014

BUDS AND BIRDS

POST # 114

As the season progresses, the trees are beginning to respond by putting out buds and so my landscape continues to change. Life is change.

This past week I have been watching a couple of robins that have decided to take up residence here, by building a nest alongside of the garage. There was some string-like material on the ground that was snagged onto a timber, and one of the robins was trying to free it, in order to use the string for additional nest building material. I watched from the kitchen window, as the robin pulled and tugged with all its might, to try and free the string from the timber, to no avail. I could see what the problem was. The bird needed to be pulling the string in a direction 180 degrees from what it was currently doing. Perhaps I could help. I strolled outside, and walked towards the bird, which of course flew away. I unhooked the string from the timber and bundled it up in a small pile and left it on the ground and returned to my viewing point in the kitchen. It didn't take long, before the robin flew to the pile of string, collected it in its beak, and made a beeline to the nest. It felt good to be able to help out. While all this was taking place, Austin was asleep on the rug. He missed it.

Speaking of Austin, he is currently sleeping on the rug after having completed his morning inspection of the yard. It's a dog's life, and he has it pretty good as far as I can tell.

And so it goes, here along the banks of the Vedder river. Life is slow and relaxed, with plenty of time to watch the trees budding and the birds building, while Austin continues to sleep half of his life away.


Happy trails,

Paul

The Thoughtful Wanderer

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