glutton’s game

Hummingbirds are interesting critters. Their ability to fly not just forwards but backwards and upside down is captivating. Put their flying capacity together with combativeness in defending their territory, add a hot summer day, covered porch, easy chair and cold beer, and voila! Quite the show. But, that’s not what this poem is about. Hummingbirds also hover. They hold their place in space and time. As symbols of eternity, hummingbirds can be hopeful or hopeless. You decide.

help me see

This one deserves just a touch of explanation. I’m still sorting through all the photos I took from the June 30 Families Belong Together rally. One of the things that grabbed me was the attendance of so many families with babes in arms through youth. This is so important! Our children learn from us at our sides. Including at community rallies! They learn about what we believe is important, what we value and are willing to work for and support. They see people of all ages, all abilities, all walks of life joining together in common cause. The picture itself reminds me how important it is for folks no matter their opinion to take the time to really try and see, hear, and understand what the other person is saying. That happens only when we kneel next to them and look at the world from their perspective.

mourning song

I tend to take a dim view of forwarded and shared posts, whether it be a distribution listserve or on social media. Occasionally, though, something catches my eye and I do a bit of digging. An interesting post showed up in my feed this morning claiming someone’s neighbor killed the songbirds in her back yard by applying pesticides. A simple click on the picture led to something else–an MSc student research project on window-collision mortality of songbirds.