Come Walk with Me
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Two jays, an acorn woodpecker, and a gentleman in his gray suit have gathered at the feeder. I call it my United Nations of birds. While people gather inside our house, the feathered visitors have their own gathering outside. Watching them is one of my everyday pleasures. There are two birdbaths outside my bedroom window. One holds water. The other serves as a seed feeder, and apparently word has gotten around. On this particular visit, two jays, an acorn woodpecker, and one

My little birdhouse is dressed for fall, surrounded by orange leaves. And inside my own house, October means birthdays, pumpkin pies, persimmon bread, and people I love coming through the door. This is our gathering month. I look forward to it all year. Look at that little birdhouse tucked beneath the orange leaves. Doesn’t it look ready to welcome someone home? That’s how I feel this week. October is here, my birthday has just passed, and our family gathering is underway. Fr

This time nobody left anything for me. No one carved it, stacked it or put it there. The forest made its own little surprise, and my only job was to notice. By the third little discovery, I began to see a pattern. First there were hearts in the moss. Then a cairn left by another hiker. And then I spotted this strange, beautiful burst of orange growing from the side of an old tree. This one hadn't been left by another person. Nobody arranged it for me to find. The forest had m