Trusting – Each time I see one, it takes my breath away. The stark white and black with flash of blue. They dip and swoop over the road as I drive into town, gather in the trees beside my house, sit on the porch railing and stare at me through the window. They remind me, abide. Oh, clever magpies, you are flexible enough in your habits to stay through the winter which comes with cold winds and ice. Others may flock to warmer climes but a charm of magpies will keep me company in the bare branches.
Grateful – Owl song. During the long nights and into the dark mornings, the owls are calling. There are at least two Great Horned Owls that frequent my yard. Often one sits in the tree to the right of my front porch and the other roosts in a tree behind the house. They call and counter-call, a duet that sounds lonely and lovely at once. I’m grateful for their presence as my neighbors. Click for the sound of the great horned owl.
Inspired: A charm of magpies, a parliament of owls, a murmuration of starlings. Inspired by the beauty of language that is no doubt inspired by the beauty of the world. This clip has been circulating the internet, but just in case you haven’t seen it, put what ever you’ve been carrying down for just a moment to enjoy.
Filmed by Liberty Smith and Sophie Windsor Clive.