I love the little creatures I find on my walks–like the little field mouse above, or the sandpiper that was busy at work along the creek’s banks today. These small jewels are easy to overlook especially when I let myself get too busy looking for the big stuff, like deer and fawn. Our world is filled with wonders great and small, we need to remember to look down, too.
Think what the world must look like from their point of view. Vegetation we hardly give a second thought becomes a towering forest of trees to the little mouse, and the small rocks that line the shoreline are boulders to the sandpiper. It’s all a matter of perspective, and it’s a good thing not to lose ours.
There was high drama today at the point on the peninsula, and it unfolded so quickly. I had spotted this baby yellow-crown standing beside the path, then realized there was an adult close by foraging for food. I didn’t know it, but there was a third yellow-crown also nearby–the parents, I assume. Then suddenly, amid a huge commotion and loud squawking, all three birds took to flight with a hawk in hot pursuit, apparently with designs on having the baby for dinner. The three escaped unharmed, and the hawk, empty-handed and hungry, landed in a nearby tree to reassess its strategy. It was a close call, and reminded me how critical it is to stay alert. Things can change in a heartbeat.
Green Thought: “Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?” ― Walt Whitman