I awoke this morning to another light dusting of snow. I have only a short drive to make later today, so I am not too concerned. Apparently busses have been cancelled...because of what is to come. Freezing rain is soon to join the snowfall.
Our feeder is a very popular place this morning. I haven't identified every visitor, but each bring such joy to this household. If you don't feed the birds, I encourage you to do so. These little creatures need all the help that they can get. As farmland and field disappear, their struggle to survive gets greater.
I have never read "Silent Spring.". I am afraid to. I find as I get older, I fear more. I fear for my grandchildren and for the world that they are likely to inherit. Can you imagine a world without birds? Can you imagine a world without bees?
I think it is up to everyone of us to do something...anything...to make some small difference.
“The world is not a dream, but a reality, of which we are the chief part, and in which we must be up and doing something...Come out into the world about you, be it either wide or limited. Sympathize, not in thought only, but in action, with all about you. Make yourself known and felt for something that would be loved and missed, in twenty thousand little ways, if you were to die; then your life will be a happy one, believe me.”
Charles Dickens (1812-1870)