Hello,
Last night after I got home from work
it was good to go out for a walk. There was a ball of fluff about the size of a
ping pong ball on the sidewalk. On a closer approach, it was revealed as a
young bird, surely too small to fly. It stayed very still until we got quite
close. It proved it could move by running off under the close bush. It was nice
to see it, but we wondered if it would be safe, especially as there are cats
out roaming around from time to time.
When we came home the bird was once
again back out on the sidewalk as was an adult bird. We stayed well back. Leroy
said, “The mom is feeding it.”
This time we walked a ways away in grass,
but the adult flew away while the youngster scurried under a bush with dinner
dangling from its mouth.
This morning we looked for that
interesting creature, but saw no sign of it. Maybe there or maybe gone. Even
though we do not know the type of bird we feel sympathy for it. Amazing how
that almost personal experience makes our attitude different. Now if we could
just apply that to all people we would live in a better world. Seeing
individuals is valuable.
Paula
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