There must be sorrow in the mockingbird world. Surely feathered friends die and young mockingbirds occasionally rebel. The mockingbird economy is based on worms, insects, berries, and our garden tomatoes. Surely it experiences down-turns. And surely there are territorial disputes among mockingbirds. I've seen the fights. But none of that dampens the mockingbird spirit. Every morning a mockingbird sits atop the weather vane on our barn and greets the day by singing his heart out. Apparently, there are no grumpy, sleepy-head mockingbirds. I want to be like a mockingbird and greet the day with gusto, praising God for his glorious creation!
Saturday, June 23, 2018
Sunday, June 17, 2018
On a recent trip to visit the grandkids in Georgia, we found this painted rock hidden in plain sight in the fork of a tree. On the back were instructions to post a photo of it on the Marietta Rocks FB page and to either re-hide it or keep it. I was completely clueless about this business of hiding "Kindness Rocks," but it seems like the whole world has been doing this while I was in the dark. Of course, now I want to paint a rock and hide it - as if I need another hobby!