“Three Turtle Doves”

I was exiting my mom’s house, on her newly built ramp for her wheelchair, when I stopped abruptly in my tracks, noticing three mourning doves sitting on the railing of the ramp near the end.

There were two parents and one beautiful baby. The mom, or dad, then flew off and found some food for the baby and came back and proceeded to feed the baby, who was still sitting on the railing.

I stood there transfixed, letting the rain ping lightly on my coat and hat; not wanting to scare them away and not wanting to interrupt the feeding.

After they left, chickadees darted in and out of the bird feeder attached to the front window.

The wonders you can see by standing still and not moving and observing for a while.

Nature will find you, or you will find it.

You…Turkey!

I’ve been very happy to see a lot of wild turkeys lately. I’ve seen so many of them, as a matter of fact, that I’m starting to think that they may be my spirit animal.

I learned about spirit animals from Indigenous Peoples’ culture. They are guides to remind us of qualities we need to better travel through this world.

So if the turkey is my spirit animal, for example, she is here to remind me to stay grounded and connected to Mother Earth and to be content with what I have.

It also reminds me to believe in myself and what I have to offer others and to share with those around me.

Animals and nature can teach us so much, if we open our eyes and stay connected to the natural world.

Happy belated Earth Day everyone!

Oops, Sorry for the Insult!

I was driving down the 406, in my big yellow school bus, after my morning run; when I saw the big birds.

There were two at the top of the tree, off of the highway. One flew off and I noted its huge wing span. I thought it was a turkey vulture.

I turned to the left and saw its partner on the tree; regally perched on the top; and then I noticed its beautiful and majestic white head and large beak.

Oops , sorry bald eagles! I thought you were turkey vultures!

Robins, Why are You Here?

It was a frigid Canadian morning, as I walked from the park along the Welland River to the bakery.

All of a sudden, I heard the familiar twittering of a robin. I looked to find him in a tree with shriveled-up crabapples, hoping to find lunch.

On my return walk; after purchasing strudel and a walnut roll; I saw a whole flock of them flying from one tree to the next.

December was so mild; but I bet they are regretting their decision to stay now. I don’t think it is an early return, as it surely doesn’t feel like spring.

The Chickadee–Messenger of Happiness and Good-Natured Optimism

I started my day with the news and thought how awful the world was; and then I went outside and saw the fluffy snow gently falling from the trees, the bright sunshine and the peacock blue sky.

I went inside my mother’s house and saw the chickadee busily darting back and forth from the evergreen tree to the freshly filled feeder. His attitude and behaviour made me happy and I thought how fearless and bright he made me feel.

A curious squirrel, in his winter sweater, with snow on his nose; hoping to catch a falling seed from the birds; peered in the living room window.

Note to self: turn away from the world of man and turn towards nature and then I will see a perfect winter day with all its beauty.

The Female Cardinal–Messenger of Joy and Hope

The female cardinal greeted me for the new year at the bird feeder on the window. Her beautiful orange beak stood out against her muted red and brown body.

Her crest stood up on her head. What did that mean? She enjoyed her seed and I enjoyed watching her.

She reminded me that, even though the day was foggy and dreary, and I was still coughing and tired, there is always beauty in nature to restore our joy and hope.