Recently, I’ve started walking to and from the coffee shop to do my writing every day. It’s about 10 minutes from home if I go at a good clip, 15 if I take my time. With the lovely weather we’ve had this autumn, I’ve wondered why I haven’t always done this. When January rolls around, however, I’m sure I’ll remember. 😉
But I digress.
My walking route takes me along one of the busiest streets in my area, and even at 6:45 a.m., rush hour traffic is in full swing. You wouldn’t think, then, that I would find a delightful little snippet of Mother Nature to enjoy along the way, but I’ve done just that in a rather scraggly line of trees separating a section of the sidewalk from a mall parking lot.
While most of the birds in the area have fled to warmer climes for the winter, one of the trees seems to have become home for a small flock of sparrows. Oblivious to the traffic, the cold, and even the absence of sunlight (sunrise doesn’t happen until after seven), these little guys sing their hearts out every day as I pass by. Their tree is a pine and so I can’t see them, so I have no idea how many there are, but man, are they loud. And oh, so beautiful to hear. I can’t help but pause for a moment to listen to their chirps…and to smile as I continue on my way.