Perfect days

   Haven't you had a day that was just about perfect in every way, we had one last Sunday. Don and I decided to visit our son Gary's church at Braham, heard a good sermon, went to lunch at the local cafe and met some of our old neighbors. When we got home we decided to go for a long walk on the bike trail behind our land, later we sat sipping our coffee on our shady deck watching the birds. We put sunflower seeds on our railing and they come, it has gotten so that if we go to sit on the deck they come cheeping as though to say "where is our seeds" and they will even eat out of Don's hand. By the end of the day I felt nourished body, mind and soul.
   As I type this I can stop and look up at my "Great Grandma's brag board" where I have all the great grand children's pictures. I love to look at their shinning faces, bright eyes and big smiles and I think how wonderful it is to be so young when everything is an adventure and you get so excited over the smallest things. It is so important to keep the thrill of life as a child sees it no matter what your age. Try to stop and see things through a child's eyes.
   When we got back from our Alaska cruise we went quickly to the window in our den to see the baby robins and too our shock they had already flown away. How could they have grown so fast in less then a month. Don and I had watched from the window as mother robin formed her tiny nest in the honeysuckle bush. With only her beak she bent each twig to form a perfect round nest and cement it in place with beaks of mud and grass. Only when she considered it good enough did she lay the three blue jelly bean size eggs. Many times in a day we ventured to the window to check while mother robin would cock an eye to watch us also. Then one day tiny bare babies lay in the nest, tiny babies with huge appetites. It is not the first time we have seen robin babies but it is still a thrill. We were sad to see our babies had out grown their home and had ventured out into the world while we were gone but I am sure they will not forget where they were born and will return to sing their morning and evening song for us.