Just outside my back door and several yards to the east is a small pond. Last summer it never seemed too inviting but instead was one more job of cleaning and clearing than a source of pleasure. But day before yesterday, there were two Great Blue Herons taking flight from the water’s edge. Then a day later there was a mallard duck. I feel honored that the Creator shared such beauty in the middle of red dirt country of Oklahoma. I so appreciate the gift of these feathered friends

To go outside and watch the birds is a little bit risky. There are various nests of wasps in the eves of the house. If you have ever been stung by these dive bombing creatures you will appreciate the risk in going outside just beyond the back door to enjoy the beauty of the birds. It makes no sense to get a bee keeper suit or to wear long sleeve shirts year round. So I just summon my courage and move closer to the pond to wait for the show. If I am patient I am never disappointed as there are several other kinds of birds that can be seen beside the waters edge.  

When I am peacefully perched for bird watching my mind ponders how glad I am that I have recovered from my illness and want to be outside. The serious depression of last summer was so uncomfortable that being outside was like being stung by a wasp. I retreated back into the house and only came out to do the necessary chores.

I didn’t even watch for the birds from my window, the glare of the sun was piecing and I pulled the drapes.

What a contrast, this spring to take in the breeze and love the sun on my face. I have the energy and desire to risk the sting of wasps to see the beautiful view outside. I marvel at the healing power of nature, the support of family and friends and the helpfulness of my medication. For the first time in many years I feel what it is to be well