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.

Fire in the Sky

The eastern December sky caught fire this morning. As my boots were in the snow, I raised my hands to warm myself for the exigencies of the day.

The snow-track clouds were bathed in pink and red and were reflected in the still waters of the Welland Canal.

While a crow, perched on the very top of the tree loudly announced, “Today is the first of December!”