Week 8 - Get-along gang - The Chickadee

 This little fella made it's presence known pretty early Monday morning.  I scoped the yard before sun up and this chickadee tweeted on a branch right in front of me. He flew to the branch , let me look at him with my binoculurs and then flew away. I love chickadees . After reading about them I learned  what I had already witnessed many times. Chickadees like Titmouse get along with others. Birds don't fly away when the chickadee comes around. They even migrate with other flocks.  They are accepting of other species; their sounds, their mating routtines, their flight path and the chickadee is content to tag along.  
These birds are not aggresive, nor are they known for their impresssive hunting skills or supreme intellect. However the happy chirp of the chickadees and willingness to play along contribute to the peaceful vibe they give a backyard .   How often do I forget that I can bring a lot of peace to myself and others if I would just be content. If I could just chill out and chirp on my branch, be fine with sharing it and even tag along with others while they do their thing I might learn a thing or two.  I don't really enjoy traveling with others. I like to pick where we stop for snacks and when.  I would like to start and stop on a schedule that works around coffee time and wine time.  And then there's the music or podcast.  I don't enjoy being trapped in some elses world .  I'm sure there are birds in migration who are like me.  But the chickadee. It just rides along, being blessed whith what they like and apparantly letting the the negative stuff go. They get the protection and the wisdom from others while contributing to the whole by being.... well by being themselves, happy go lucky and peaceful.  
May the chickadees inhabiting backyards across America continue to lift the mood of fellow bird watchers and may we humans be content to bring a little peace by sharing our space and being content with our place in the world.  
The birds & Me. 


 

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