I’m standing on tiptoe at the kitchen counter. Steamy tendrils rise from my blue mug, the one with the yellow interior and yellow chicken on the side. I cup my hands around the warmth, sip hot Nantucket Blend. I’m listening to the news about a collapsed bridge in Washington state, and I sigh and lift a prayer.
The sun splashes lemon across green, washes the peafowl house/chicken house/storage shed, spills over yard and field, shines at the door of the bluebird house. I wonder if the babies’ eyes have slitted enough to see the light.
Yesterday I filled the feeder with dried and live mealworms and watched Mama and Papa busy themselves for the longest time flying back and forth. I’m worried. I put out food a couple times a day, and check the babies once a day. I’ll be gone for a couple days, and nobody else here is as enamoured as I am.
Will they be okay?
I take one last swig of coffee. I need to go out and feed now. But first I grab the binoculars and survey the view one more time. There’s Papa. And that’s not a mealworm dangling.
I think they’ll be okay.
P.S. As I was writing this at the kitchen table, I glanced out the window. And then looked again. I’m not so sure now about the future fate of my grandbaby blues. Sparrows have taken over the house on the side yard. And this (I’ve never seen one before) would like to have them for lunch. I have a love-hate relationship with this view.
American kestrel
(click to enlarge)
Still heart thumping,
Sandy
Joining Lisa Jo and the Five Minute Friday community
on the prompt VIEW
Praying for safety for your little ones! The circle of life can be brutal sometimes…Thanks so much for sharing your words, your heart and your photos. All are beautiful! Linking up after you at 5 minute Friday
Thank you for stopping by, Rachael. Yes, that circle of life… We’ve put guards at the entrances now. 🙂
Really nice post.
Thank you, friend. Happy weekend to you.
Life always has its risks, doesn’t it?
And yet, we know that he cares even for the flowers of the field and the birds of the air.
True that. (Nice to see you here!)
I love this post. The pictures took me away for a moment. Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
As good as Calgon? 😉
Thank you, Karin.
Sandy…..you place just looks so doggone peaceful I want to be sitting in a nice sunny spot with a book!! So inviting. I love the pictures. I would be bird-watching all weekend….SIGH Lori
I don’t get much reading done when I’m out in the yard. Or near a window. 🙂
Dear Sandra
What a beautiful view! Just outside my bedroom window grows a palm tree. It is full of finch nests; at times nearly 20-30! You can just think the beautiful noise they make in the mornings when they wake up! Your birdies will be okay for they have a Father who feeds them.
Much love from FMF
Mia
Twenty or thirty nests in one tree?!
Wow. Yes, our Father feeds them. But he also feeds the kestrel. I’d prefer he’d feed it something I didn’t know. 😉
Much love to you, too, Mia.