Thursday, May 12, 2011

The Springs that are Yours

Four weeks back, a pigeon laid her eggs outside my bedroom. A week later, the eggs hatched. I watched those ugly yellow chicks grow into handsome pigeons. Now they are ready to fly away, and will do so soon. I am looking forward to getting my window back; I will not be sad to see them go.

I still don't like pigeons. But I am glad to have been a part of their life.

"For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours."
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6 comments:

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

I imagine it's been a little messy outside your window!

Margot Kinberg said...

Natasha - It is fascinating to watch the birds grow; I remember feeling that way many years ago when some birds nested in a tree near the house where I grew up. But yes, I can imagine you are glad to see them find new homes of their own!

dipali said...

Glory then in the springs that are yours.

Wise words indeed!
And it'll be such a joy getting your window back again.....

danisletters13 said...

Cute! Pigeons used to nest on the ledge above the door, but you couldn't see them grow...you only had to duck once they'd had their breakfast or something. :)

Chuck said...

How nice that you and the pigeons could co-exist for a little while. They will grow up to be messy adults. I like your ending today.

slommler said...

Yes! I celebrate the spring that I see!!!
Hugs
SueAnn

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