Sunday, February 1, 2015
Feeding the Birds and My Soul
My grandmother always puts seed out for the birds (and nuts out for the squirrels). As far as I knew, it was just another way she takes care of the earth's creatures. She was a nurse and hospice volunteer for decades. Taking care of people and critters is just what she does.
A few years ago I hung a feeder from my deck and filled it with seed without much more thought than, "why not feed the birds?"
I didn't know then that I would become captivated. I didn't know that I would look out my kitchen window first thing every morning to see who was visiting.
I didn't know how many different colors, sizes, and shapes birds came in. I didn't know that I would keep a camera nearby to see how many varieties I could photograph.
I didn't know that these little feathered friends would make home feel a little homier and life a little more lively.
Now I know.