24 August 2010

Eighty-fifth Day

As I was walking back from lunch today, I noticed a small egg shell and some fluffy white feathers on the ground around my feet. Before I took another step, I looked up, and to my delight saw a momma bird in a thick nest just above my head.  I couldn't hear any chirping; perhaps they too had just finished lunch and were taking a nap, as I so wished I could.  This mother was quite aware of my presence, so I simply nodded, smiled, and returned to work with a spring in my step at the beauty of new life. Corny, I know, but so true.

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