FEELIN’ GROOVY

Every Tuesday Two Writing Teachers provide an opportunity to share your writing.
Every Tuesday Two Writing Teachers provide an opportunity to share your writing.

Saturday morning was a sort of like a Paul Simon lyric.  You know the one, “Hello Lamp post, what you knowing.  I’ve come to watch your flower growing.”

I had time to write, read and drink coffee.  I was very skillfully putting off doing any exercise.  As I sat a the table, a flash of blue caught my eye and I saw this huge blue jay eating the parsley that had gone to seed.

A blue jay on the ground in South Easton, Mass.. (AP Wide World Photo/ Robert E. Klein)
A blue jay on the ground in South Easton, Mass.. (AP Wide World Photo/ Robert E. Klein)

As you can see this is not my photo.  The darn blue jay was too smart for me to capture in a photo.  Everytime I got up to shoot a picture, off it would fly to the delight of the finches who were sitting in the gutter waiting for their turn to eat the parsley seeds.

After a while it became a game between me, the jay and the finches.  The jay would swoop in and chase the finches.  I would get up to snap a picture.  Off went the jay and in swooped the finches.

After a while I tired of my bird brain games and reprimanded myself for not going for my walk.

I started out for my walk and unfortunately these days I am so afraid of falling that I spend most of my time looking down.  As I strolled along, (I know I should be pumping my arms and all that stuff) for some reason I felt compelled to look up.  But not just like up at eye level but up, up.  I thought I heard this very strange voice asking for help:

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You never know who or what is going to happen when you are feeling groovy.

Wishing you groovy days,

Bernadette

About Bernadette

I live in the small town of Haddonfield, NJ. I am at an age in my life when I seem to spend time thinking and musing about life. These musings are usually stimulated by my walks through Haddonfield, my reading of books and fellow bloggers, and my interaction with my group of fabulous family and friends.

20 Responses

  1. We have a jay that visits us during the winter months. He is a bossy little fellow who chases birds away from the feeder until he has his his fill. His distinctive call lets us know when he is around. He really is a bright spot of color on a dull winter’s day.

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  2. Birds are tricky, I guess they are camera shy. I had to laugh at the photo you took. I have something similar here too. It always give me something to ponder over as I walk too. Thanks for the smile Bernadette!

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      1. Thanks for the reply, Bernadette, and for letting me know that you had a hard time finding the comment area. It should be right at the bottom, but sometimes WP goes a little haywire. I’ll take a look 🙂

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