The yellow-crowned night herons love this tree–it’s one of their favorite hang outs. There are usually at least two in it each night when I pass, and sometimes three. Tonight, the two began talking to each other after I had passed–a low guttural grumble. I crept back to listen–couldn’t make out what they were saying but it had something to do with “lady with the camera.”
I’ve been thinking about yesterday’s fawn sighting – how it came together. In order to occur I had to be at the right place at just the right time: too early and I would have passed the spot before the fawn reached it; too late and the fawn would have vanished into the brush before I arrived. Even the sun had to cooperate–not too low, not too high. So the opportunity for the sighting was meant to be. But in order for me to capture it on film, I had to recognize the opportunity and act upon, i.e. the camera had to be ready, and I had to actually snap the photos. There have been sightings before when I was not able to do so.
Anyway, all this heavy thinking led me to reflect on how life is like that, too. Rich opportunities occur in our lives all the time–things that are meant to be happen–but we don’t always seize upon them. We can fail to recognize them, or fail to act upon them. It served as a good reminder to stay alert to what the universe has to offer.