Three crows were yelling madly in the cottonwood tree as I headed outside to add shredded cardboard to our compost bin. I looked up to see the three black bird shapes perched at the very tip-top of the naked 5-story tall tree, then I went about my business of offering my gift to the decay and worms. As I put the cover onto the bin, the crows took off over my head and I saw the target of their ire: a hawk. Grouchy old birds were still nagging at that hawk while trailing him as he soared north.
And that got me to thinkin'...
You may know how much I love raptors. A day I see a hawk, eagle or owl, is an extremely good day for me. I am good at spotting them. Well, usually.
So how did I miss seeing this big, gorgeous bird who was sitting in a tree only a few yards from me??? Because 1) I didn't expected it to be there (I've NEVER seen a hawk in a tree near our yard), and 2) I was only looking at the source of the irritating crow sounds.
And, my friends, that illustrates what's going on in this world. The politicians and media are yelling madly, claiming this and blaming that, while peace, reason and kindness are doing their thing and rarely being noticed.
Once again, I am reminded to let the noise and confusion waft wherever it wants to waft without hooking my attention so that I can see clearly the beauty and majesty which is right in front of my eyes. Always.
