Sunday, April 14, 2019

not this time


Our little green heron family was not successful. My heart sank when I returned to their nesting site and found nothing, the eggs were gone, the nest was gone. Yet I found one of the parents looking over the preserve from the railing that held me back from being with them. I wish I could make things right for them or do I really mean I wish I could make things right for me. 


I continued walking through the preserve and found the life that was thriving there.
My heart began to open up again.



I could feel hopeful and even laugh at the littles.


I could be happy for all the others.

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