Sharing a bath (revisited)

As I noted Sunday, I'm taking a blogging break to focus on work demands. So, this week, I am re-publishing some archived posts. This one, "Sharing a bath" was written a year ago and the story within it proved to me that nature has many stories to tell and many lessons to share ... if I will only pay attention!

Only days ago I was trying to make peace with the interruptions that take me away from planned activities. Trying to schedule time for spontaneity (impossible) and friends (essential). Then, as it often does, I found my dilemma parodied in nature, just outside my back door.

I was hard at work in my home-office when I heard a minor ruckus at the birdbath. I looked out the window and saw a plump robin enthusiastically cleaning himself. I grabbed my camera and headed for a better view.

Seemingly oblivious to all around him, the bird dunked his head in the water, then rose up, feathers puffed out and wings fluttering eradically. Water spattered about as he shook himself dry, only to submerge himself and flap about again and again.

This robin was committed to his cleanliness and even as I chuckled at the sight of his water-logged noggin, (click on photo at left to enlarge), I marveled at his dedication to the task at hand.

Suddenly, without warning, a sparrow flew down, entering the scene. For a few seconds all grew quiet as each bird seemed to size-up the other. I could imagine the robin's reaction. “Who are you to intrude on my bath? Can't you see I'm busy here? You'll have to wait your turn.” But, after a few brief moments, he hopped to the side of the basin, making room for the smaller bird.

I pulled my face away from the camera and watched as two sets of flapping wings sent water spraying. Like synchronized swimmers, their feathers flew in water, then air, water, air. The robin's movements were less vigorous than before, perhaps in deference to his little companion.

Within the space of a minute, the show was over and the birds flew off in different directions. I walked away convinced that we all must make room for connections. Such is the nature of life. I can move to the side and flutter at a slower pace in order to share a small courtesy. Or, maybe, make a new friend.

If you liked this story (or just like birds!) check out my other bird-related posts:

• "The Eagle had Landed"
• "Dirty Bird"

Comments

[pepsoid]

Tiz brill that you were able to capture this momentous and poignant event! ;-)

[Brenda]

Coll -- I had a lot of fun taking those photos! (I was SUPPOSED to be working!)

[Coll]

Loved this story.. and the photos. :-)