Tag Archives: Bluebirds

There IS Hope for Spring

bluebird2After this rough winter, I was beginning to wonder if I dared hope for spring!  According to the groundhog, it’s supposed to be an early spring this year.  And today, yippee! – I saw two beautiful bluebirds flying around, scouting for a place to build their nest.  Isn’t it wonderful how you can count on the bluebirds?  How you can count on spring to follow winter, year after year? That lifted my spirits and made me almost giddy – I was talking to my daughter on the phone, looking out the window, when I caught a glimpse of that fabulous blue flash and saw two of them when I looked closer.  I know she thinks I’m goofy for getting so excited about bluebirds, but hey, as they say, that’s how I roll!


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Return of the Bluebirds

“When Nature made the bluebird, she wished to propitiate both the sky and the earth, so she gave him the color of the one on his back and the hue of the other on his breast.”

~John Burroughs


I love this quote because it combines two of my favorite things — bluebirds and John Burroughs!  People who have known me for a while through the pantheist group I’m in know how much I love John Burroughs and his book “Accepting the Universe.”  It’s one of my top 5 favorite books ever….for me, it’s the nearest thing to a Bible that a pantheist has.  Even though it was written so many years ago, it still works today, and every word and sentence I read seems to so eloquently echo my own thoughts and feelings.

The Eastern bluebird that lives in my  neck of the woods has to be one of the most glorious, beautiful, and brilliant creations of Nature I’ve personally ever seen.  Their flash of color takes my breath away and I consider myself so lucky to catch glimpses of them.  A couple of years ago, I put up a bluebird house on my front porch post, not the best of places because of the disturbance going in and out of the door, but a mama bird built a nest there nonetheless, and I was able to see the eggs and then the babies, watching them every day like a proud grandma until they took flight on their own.  After that, I took the house down.  I just felt like I was too intrusive and bothered the mama too much.  i still haven’t gotten a post put up in my small yard to put the house on, and now that it’s February, I’m really regretting that.  This is the time when the bluebirds come scouting around for a home.  I haven’t seen one yet; we have had such cold weather here recently that it may still be a little early, but the weather is warming up over the next few days, so maybe I’ll be fortunate enough to catch that little glimpse of heaven and earth.  My neighbors have bluebird houses, so I know they’ll be in the area.

I realize more and more how special a simple thing like a bluebird is in my life and how it makes me focus so intensely for a short time on my connection with nature.  it’s all around me, all the time, whether it’s the bluebird or a myriad of other things.  Life is good and I’m so glad to be a part of it all.


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