The Feast!

I sit in front of a cherry tree. So many birds hang on the branches, and they gobble entire cherries, swallowing them whole in one or two gulps.

It’s a joyful, abundant moment.

I notice how many kinds of larger birds find refuge here: robins, thrashers, warblers, and sparrows. It’s a feast! The birds stay so busy on those branches, they hardly seem to notice any commotion of children beneath them, of bike riders, or of walkers. Nothing matters but the communion, the feast, and the joy.

 

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