4 thoughts on “Wren

  1. Charlotte-Anne. I like this post along with the photo. It reminds me of something I wrote years ago;
    A Carolina wren fashioned a nest in a hanging basket of Impatiens on the front porch of our home. We spied the five speckled eggs and watched how faithfully the mother tended to her duties of nesting. Only when watering the plant did I see her fly off temporarily. Over the Fourth of July weekend the baby birds hatched and huddled in their close quarters. Mama bird would fly off occasionally but return to her post. A few days later I peeped in and found her nest empty. So quickly they all left. I’d expected to watch them for quite some time. But no. Mother and babies: gone! I did not disturb it, for it had a longing quality about it, this empty nest.
    Our four children have all moved away from our house and formed their own homes and families. We’re not unhappy with our own empty nest. We do not regret or feel disappointed with our grown-up children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. We have loved every stage as they developed into who they are now. Maybe my nostalgia will reap some benefits as we think about their nesting time and as they return for visits to satisfy our longings.

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  2. I love listening to the birds each morning. Thanks for reminding us that we need to find joy in the little things in life!! Love you and miss you! Diane

    Diane Tucker

    ” When you run alone, its called a race……and when God runs with you, its called Grace.”

    On Fri, May 22, 2020 at 9:09 PM The Still Small Voice wrote:

    > forjustaweed posted: ” Perky one With bubbling song Curious busy Flitting > about Ripple of sound Proclaiming loudly Brings a smile And greeting there > Now who is that Peering in my window Then dashing away To nearby bush Songs > of joy To lift one’s heart A lively spark About my ” >

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