The most precious marauder just made a flying leap at the hanging dove feeder that I’d filled with bird seed only an hour before.
Seeing that he is, in fact not a bird, nevertheless he has moxie in spades which seems to give him the notion that he can fly through the air. With or without the greatest of ease his eye is on the prize. Love it. I’m feeling inspired by his “go for it” mindset.
EVEN THOUGH there’d been fresh squirrel treats in the feeder box dedicated just for his use, for whatever reason, he zeroed in on his target and went for it. He took a flying leap and scored.
He didn’t pause to consider that the ratio of millet to black sunflower seed was 20 to 1. He didn’t take into consideration that there wasn’t a safety net below. He didn’t rationalize that, unlike the other constituents frequenting this hanging buffet, he had no wings.
Sometimes Red Bull gives you wings and then sometimes sheer desire propels you forward. Sometimes you hear a soundtrack in your mind playing “ I Believe I Can Fly… “
Would today be as good a day as any to spread your wings and leap towards something you’ve been wanting in your life? Praying for? Oh I could go on and on about this but I think you get my drift.