“Jump into the middle of things, get your hands dirty, fall flat on your face…then reach for the stars.” ~ Ben Stein
Following a full day of birding fun on Thanksgiving, everyone got a good night’s rest. Mom and Dad arose early, awoken by the Wood Ducks calling from down the creek. It’s time to get moving; there’s much to be done. Some days, it would be nice to migrate to another climate, have a change of scenery as it were — like the birds do. But no, our ancestors quit migrating eons ago. With a house, taxes, a job nearby, we are perpetually married to the properties we secure. We all do the best we can with what we’ve got.
“The human bird shall take his first flight, filling the world with amazement, all writings with his fame, and bringing eternal glory to the nest whence he sprang.”
~ Leonardo DaVinci