Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Back and forth, she paced and then

she decided that it was time for a swim. Slowly and cautiously she approached the water. The only thing between her and the water was the ladder. The vicious thing, how could someone have planted a huge obstacle in her path like that. Sabotage, someone was obviously trying to laden her with bad luck. Bad, bad, bad, and she couldn't remember which of the ways was going to cause the ominous consequences. She decided she was safe if she went right, so she continued her focused waddle to the water to the right of the ladder. Her heart was throbbing, what if she were wrong, what if she were to find out later from Mrs owl that it was the left. She laid caution to the wind and continued to the water.
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For the Birds?

For the Birds?
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Sparrow's Spring nest

Mr. and Mrs. Sparrow were caught, by me yesterday, shopping together for a new home. They flitted and flirted, just outside my window. Talking and discussing and lovingly disagreeing, if not arguing the benefits and the pitfalls of living at our house.
Mrs. Sparrow was very impressed with the 2 "ready made" nests hung outside our window. Mr. Sparrow hadn't even thought of them as "ready-made" nests. He used them for the provision of building materials for the private home that he had in mind in a surprise and hidden place. He doesn't like the openness, at all, of our porch. It's much too populated. When Mr. Sparrow gets it into his mind to give his sweet chicky a peck, he wants the freedom to do it without a bunch of younguns peeking over the nest to see what comes next.
Mrs. Sparrow was impressed that the porch was fully protected from hailstones. We all know what happened to a great many of last years' nests in that surprise hailstorm we had. Male birds seem to have a very short memory for storms. They have only one thing in mind in the nest building season... 03/09