New Ways of Seeing

My dad hands me a pair of high powered binoculars to examine the birds at the feeder across the yard. I zoom in with perfect clarity on the bright yellow and black America Goldfinches and linger awhile. 

I close my eyes and listen to the songs of a dozen kinds of birds in the woods behind the house. 

I consider carefully new ways of seeing. Such a beautiful world! 

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