Each One Unique: A Feathered Still Life

Each One Unique: A Feathered Still Life

This little bird makes me happy.fullsizeoutput_1ff8.jpegShe just ate a seed from one of our feeders, flew to a tree, and now she sits.

Looking.

A feathered still life.

A perfect and unique little being.

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See her there, on the branch?

Is she contented? Is she contemplating that next seed? Is she thinking what a great day it is to be a bird in the sunshine, in a sanctuary-like environment where the predators wear warning bells and the feeders are always full?

(Glover Gardens predators are lazy indoor felines who enjoy supervised backyard visits.)

Whatever she’s thinking (the bird), what I think when I look at her is that she’s a perfect reminder to be in the moment, and that every living creature is unique and special.

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