Fox Sparrows are filling the fields of Pheasant Branch Conservancy, joining the growing treasury of other sparrows in its meadows and thickets. They're one of my favorite in both song and sight. A very regal looking sparrow, they create inexhaustible beauty no matter where they perch, but I against red osier dogwood they render a truly remarkable gift of nature. On account of work or rainy weather, I haven't been able to get out since Sunday. I had a little bit of time after work this evening to check out the sparrow situation at the conservancy. Both White-crowned and White-throated Sparrows have increased in number since last week. To see these birds in the wild is actually a simple thing, but as John Haines said, "When life is simplified, its essence becomes clearer." Our world has an abundance of worry and frustration, so even a brief moment of decompression with a favorite bird, though simple, is one of the most calming sensations I'm able to experience. Threat level correctly assessed, the Fox Sparrow returned to hop-scratching on the ground. The skies grew darker; it was time for me to leave. On my way out I turned back to the sparrows and said aloud, "I'll see you tomorrow!"
Fox Sparrow © 2009 Mike McDowell
