On Saturday, I filled the bird feeder, and before I had time to close the front door behind me, an enterprising chickadee had already landed for a late breakfast. Soon, the front yard needed air traffic control to regulate all the landings and take offs.
And those honking Canada geese that pass overhead after a quick layover on White Oak Pond…?
How do they know?
Birds just seem to know things and then do things–no quibbling over details or second guessing the game plan. Often a flock of black, noisy creatures will populate every limb of our front yard maples until, on some silent cue, they go airborne in perfect unison.
We bear witness to avian wisdom every year in migratory birds who eat what’s convenient, follow the mountains, keep one eye on the Atlantic Ocean, and just turn their wings into the wind.
Birds Know and Do…
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