One solitary pigeon, who I’ve nicknamed ‘the grandfather’, commandeers my garden. He has a daily routine of carrying out his ablutions and having a soak in the bird bath when the sun’s shining. He uses the garden fence as a roosting place and observatory as well as a sparring place with visiting pigeons who attempt to derail him from his position. His banqueting table is the pocket of raised lawn in the middle of the garden. He either stands in one place pecking away at what I’ve assumed to be an ant’s nest or walks round pecking at some unseen insect. Early one morning last week all was revealed as to these unnamed insects. I was standing by the kitchen sink and noticed the lawn covered in what appeared to be numerous pockets of frost. However, it's too early in the seasons for frost, the lawn was covered with small spiders' webs sparkling with dewdrops. It all resembled a green table covered with an exquisite lacy cloth and a tasty bounty of tiny spiders for the pigeon. This beautiful scene quickly disappeared as the dew vanished with the heat of the rising sun. I realised how a few things coming together had given an eye-catching scene.
Perhaps the lesson of it all was to take our time in the busyness of life to appreciate that nature still reveals her wonder with each new day that dawns. How we need this encouragement each day amidst the suffering, turmoil, bitterness and hatred in the world around us. These precious, stimulating treasures are but fleeting in this world today. It’s important to choose what we focus upon.