Hi friends! I’m sitting outside in my favorite type of weather - cool, crisp, 48 degrees, sunny - the kind of weather you need a blanket and multiple layers on and probably another blanket. But, also the kind of weather where I keep switching where I’m sitting to stay in the sun. It’s quiet here too. My kids are at a youth winter retreat this weekend, so it is definitely quieter for the hubs and I. As I’m been typing this, I’ve seen multiple bluebirds and the squirrels are having a party in the trees. I have a bird app that will identify the birds by the sounds you record. My father-in-love told me about it in the mountains this summer and sitting outside with the family listening to the birds was one of my favorite moments of that trip.
Thank you for this beautiful reflection. We had a nest in one of the birdhouses our kids and their dad built in the spring of 2020. We spent so much time outside that year, and watched as the parent birds spent their entire days zooming back and forth with food for their babies and hearing the babies frantic chirps as they left and returned each time. This at a time when feeding my own 5, 5 and 11 year olds was feeling particularly burdensome, but definitely not as all-encompassing as it was for those birds! We didn't have a camera because of it being inside a birdhouse (but I definitely tried to dream a way that wouldn't be disruptive!). We had hoped to see the babies as they left the nest, but they decided to depart during a string of classically rainy Pacific NW days.
Thank you for this beautiful reflection. We had a nest in one of the birdhouses our kids and their dad built in the spring of 2020. We spent so much time outside that year, and watched as the parent birds spent their entire days zooming back and forth with food for their babies and hearing the babies frantic chirps as they left and returned each time. This at a time when feeding my own 5, 5 and 11 year olds was feeling particularly burdensome, but definitely not as all-encompassing as it was for those birds! We didn't have a camera because of it being inside a birdhouse (but I definitely tried to dream a way that wouldn't be disruptive!). We had hoped to see the babies as they left the nest, but they decided to depart during a string of classically rainy Pacific NW days.