Saturday, March 30, 2024

Lesson From The Bird Feeder 3/30/2024

 Good Morning,

The house is very quiet and I have an appointment to keep this morning. My cup is filled with Door County Highlander Grog Coffee and it is time to write.

For a little over a year now my wife Rene and I have been feeding the birds that visit our yard. We hung a bird feeder in our front yard in a spot where we can watch the birds from our kitchen table. We aren't well versed in what types of birds are dining at our fly in restaurant. We know a cardinal when we see one, and identify doves very well. Robins are welcome visitors. Of course there are a few squirrels who visit and pick up some seeds that fall to the ground. 

Romans 12:8 If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all.

Since we have started feeding our winged visitors we have noticed this one thing. Every bird eats and there isn't any fighting going on for the food. The food that falls from the sloppy little birds becomes easier to obtain for the doves and other big birds. The robins don't eat, but just hang around in the trees by the feeder. They pretty much have found a place to nest, socialize, and drink from the water we provide. 

Now and then some birds outside of the normal visitors stop in for a bite and they are not chased away by the other local scavengers. Yellow in color, they stand out as being different from the others. 

When a predator comes in for a visit, like the big black cat that seems to travel our neighbor hood, the first bird to see him takes off like a dragster on hot asphalt. This signals the other birds to take flight and go to safer grounds. They trust one another for protection. 

The point I am trying to make is that despite their differences, the birds get along and tolerate one another without having big issues. Everyone gets fed and no one gets chased away just for being different. 

The world could learn from our bird feeder. Given a common need, these birds have learned to get along and we have yet to witness bigotry, racism, or any bird being bullied because of their size. 

If the birds of the air can wait their turn to eat, not fuss about who they eat with, and share a drink of water, can't we do the same?

Food for thought.

Marty 


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