Sunday, June 06, 2010
Resiliency. I try to remember that animals have resilience. Two weeks ago I left the sad news about the oil spill and its toxic claim on beaches, estuaries, coastlines and ocean life and headed outside to ease my heavy heart. I needed the good news of a warm spring day to assure me that Mother Earth was continuing her natural way. As I was on my knees, as if in supplication to Mother Earth and asking her forgiveness for mankind's greed, I focused my camera on the many new white mushrooms that were dotting the edge of my lawn. Just above my head I heard lighthearted birdsong and looked up to see this juvenile titmouse singing with such energetic youthful joy while perched on the cage that protects the hardy kiwi plant.
I think he was singing, "I can fly! I can fly! Mom, look! I can fly!"
He looked at me with what could only have been the silly self-confident smirk of a young one and then with such ease flew up into the nearby tree knowing full well I could not join him. Mom must be very proud at this spring graduation ceremony. (Of course, now he really begins to get into trouble!) As always, you can click on the photos for a closer view.