Hubby would be birder in back w/binoculars & the glow in the dark white hair. |
Of course, when an immature red-shouldered hawk was mistaken for a red-tailed, I was aghast! Yea, right. Though eventually I did find him in the top of a tree, I saw only a big hawkish type bird. They “heard” a red-shouldered hawk. We do have, according to hubby, a “resident” Cooper’s hawk, that preys on the songbirds at our feeders.
SMILE, Mr. Cooper's Hawk |
Birding is a quiet activity. It’s a way of entering creation’s sanctuary.
Yesterday was a way of
seeing dwelling places that the Lord has created, especially “for the birds.”
Plus, we were trained to “count.” Official certificates confirm our expertise.
I even got to enter 5 American goldfinches that I saw at our feeder Friday
morning, the first day of the “count.”
Not only did I get
to see my husband in a new light but I also was able to experience quietness
and reflect on the LORD.
So…..birdin’ is a good thing.
1 How lovely is your dwelling place, LORD Almighty! 2 My soul yearns, …… for the courts of the LORD; …… 3 Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young— a place near your altar, LORD Almighty, my King and my God. (Psalm 84:1-3)