Last Sunday evening, I was riding in the car heading westbound in town, running one last errand for the day, nay, the weekend– when we stopped at a traffic light– and I looked out the window and directly up at the telephone wires and saw the most awesome sight: a row of tiny sparrow-like blackbirds perched close together. They were tightly packed together like a row of men’s black dress shoes on a store-shelf.
Made me also think of Leonard Cohen’s famous ballad, Like A Bird On A Wire. Here it is!
But this morning, I stand in awe at the stark contrast in the color of the skies as I look outside my window. Three days ago, the skies were a bright blue even as the evening sun was fast going down in the west. This morning, however, the skies are a dense gray but with shock of snow flurries coming down in a hurry. Each so different, and yet each so very beautiful. Like birds on a wire! And a show like none other– one that must go on!
