I needed a video camera to do justice to today's spark of light. I looked out my study window around noon, and the back yard was full of activity.
The flock of sparrows flitting between the privet hedge, the arborvitae, and the birdfeeder are a familiar sight, though it isn't often that there are twenty or so hopping around under the feeder.
This all looks quite peaceful -- you have to add the constant coming and going, and the sudden scattering every time a truck passed.
And the four or five cardinals that were playing tag, and the nuthatch that danced down the trunk of the neighbor's silver maple, and the chickadee that swooped in to join the crowd at the feeder, and the pair of juncos that checked out the debris under the feeder, and the house finch with the wind-ruffled feathers.
And this goldfinch,puffing itself up for warmth.
The cardinals were mostly too busy to pose, but this fellow did perch on the feeder long enough for a portrait.
And then the wind ruffled his dignity and he took off to join the wild rumpus.
"Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"
I've taken on a prayer practice of looking for the moments of light in each day, whether actual or metaphorical, and then writing or posting photos of what I find.