To Dream is To Fly
We've had a nest of robins under our deck all spring. We watched the family build the nest, lay the beautiful blue eggs that appeared one morning and then heard their endless chirping as mom, dad and no doubt uncles and aunts brought food to the nest. It of course was all leading up to this big day. One of the little guys made it out of the nest and onto our deck, standing on the ledge for the longest time. Today was the day he was going to fly. I watched him looking around, at me, the sky, his family not too far from where he was. It was a new world. He was still furry, not much of a tail and from my point of view and it looked like it would be a rough take off. After hours of posing and probably hoping this would end, off he went, kind of a dive as opposed to a flight into our woodpile. There he sat, his heart beating visibly. He hopped down...flew a bit more and sort of got what the hec he was supposed to do.
It's always a big day when you realize your dreams. But when you've dreamed your dreams into reality it's time to take that leap.
Fly well.
It's always a big day when you realize your dreams. But when you've dreamed your dreams into reality it's time to take that leap.
Fly well.
Of course, the immediate thought was about the movie about the girl who flew the home-made plane with the geese following behind her to their nesting grounds to the south. (hanky time here)
We all want to fly higher, there is that little nudge going on all the time, let's do it better, let's go higher. You know, Stoney, it's my birthday next week. At 89 I still want to fly higher than ever. The body slows down, but the mind keeps going and spirit keeps tapping at our heart, fly, fly, fly, you can do it!
Blanche B.
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Thanks Blanche,
If ever there was a dream come true, it's you!
Happy Birthday.
Love,
Stoney
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