This morning nature gave me a little gift. I poured myself a second cup of coffee and went out onto my patio, as I usually do each morning. There was a flurry of activity on my yard and I noticed approximately a dozen and a half robins foraging about in the grass. We all know that robins are the harbinger of Spring, and after the snow of last week, this was a delightful sight.
Suddenly, over the tops of the trees, came another robin. And then another. And then anotherandanotherandanotherandanother, on and on and on until my yard was a veritable sea of robins, plump and happy, gladly sharing their banquet of worms and bugs and whatnot that they enjoy eating, with each other.
What a wonderful thing for me to witness. I wished I had my camera with me because the sheer number of them was astounding. But I knew if I got up to get my camera, they would probably forget their feast and fly into a neighbor's yard. So you will just have to take my word for it, that it was an amazing 'gift' to me.
It also brought to mind an Easter Sunday, long ago, when I went out on a back deck and watched as dozens of little, bright yellow birds flew on to a small tree in front of me, as if decorating its branches in celebration of the holiest of holy days.
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