I often think if I have to come back again, and live another life, and another and another, to try and get it right, please God, let me come back as a bird! How lovely to fly above everything, to drift along on invisible currents, changing direction with the merest tilt of a feather. I could fly to the tops of the tallest trees and have a ringside seat every evening for the setting of the sun.
There's a lake a stone's throw from the house and I've been going over there evenings, an hour before sunset, with my camera, to spy on the birds.
On good days I'll see several kinds of wading birds. Sometimes they're difficult to spot, standing so still, listening so intently......But this evening I met a very lively fellow.
He hardly stopped moving the entire half hour or so that I watched him. He danced and skipped around in the water with what I can only describe as exuberance, at being alive, and having so many tasty morsels, right there for the catching.....
Want to learn how to focus and "live in the moment"? Watch the birds!
Forget television, and the pesky procedure of pushing this button, and that, in some ritualized sequence that makes no sense to me. When I need entertainment I grab my camera and walk to the lake. Three minutes on foot and a different performance every evening!
7 comments:
How wonderful to have such riches on your doorstep.
Wow -- how exciting to have the lake so close to you. Birds are so fun to watch -- well, any animals are. Like you said -- so much better than pushing those buttons on the tv -- why do men have to make them so complicated? What ever happened to the days of on and off?
I stood and watched a hawk hunt the other day. It look so majestic and I was so envious. I wish I could fly too.
Great photos. I do hope you watch out for slithery things while you are busy taking photos.
No, not me. I wouldn't like to have to eat whatever your lively chap was eating. And his feet would be cold.
A worthy goal, to come back as a bird. Me, I want to be a dust mote. I can still float on the wind but I don't have to eat live frogs ;)
My mother felt exactly like you - she loved the birds and watched them by the hour. In her last days when she was barely able to speak she as still telling us to fill up the bird feeders. :) blessings, marlene
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