Baby birds
Hatching and fledging is in full swing in the valley. From the swallows nesting on our back deck, to the long-legged turbo chook babies, to the puffball-on-sticks plover chicks, there are super-cute baby birds everywhere you look.
I had a few minutes to kill before yoga yesterday evening and walked down to the river. Mother duck and her brood of seven waddled right up to my feet. Arent they adorable?
Balancing in tree pose in the yoga studio, I glanced out the window to see a family of swans floating by on the Huon. They were still nearby after class.
It reminded me of the farewell song we sing in the Little Boat Choir:
Deep peace of the running wave to you
Deep peace of the starry sky
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you
Deep peace of the river flowing by
Until, until we meet again
May all your days be bright
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you
Deep peace of the river flowing by.
Baby birds
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