This morning I sat on my front porch with a bowl of cereal, nuts and fruit. I noticed cars and trucks straining to accelerate as quickly as possible to get their commute behind them. Between rushes of traffic, a black capped chickadee stopped by my porch to admire my coleus, blossoming hibiscus and plumeria and also to share its song in appreciation. A fat gray squirrel waddled out from beneath a bush to see what all the fuss was about and then waddled back again. Maybe part of the purpose of nature is to balance our hectic pace.
(Black capped chickadee)
