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The Birds In Winter

A few years ago I placed bird feeders around our property.  Always by a window so we could see the action.  Observing the activity around the feeders was weirdly calming.  Birds are busy.  Birds are hungry.  Birds are not warm and fuzzy and loving like a kitten or a puppy.  The love sent out is not returned in the usually expected way from other critters.  Maybe they care - about me.  Maybe they don't.  Maybe on some level of consciousness not explored, they are ohsowell aware that a human is concerned for their well being and they return the favor by showing up at the feeders and providing a show of God's Grace in flight.

I'm not this woman - yet.  However, I feel her in my future and feel contentment and joy.