Black-Capped Chickadees

Having not done the things I wanted to do and the things I've done not being what I wanted to do I sit here looking at lichen on the north side of trees. Black-capped chickadees cheerful and truthful expression grouped in platoons, sharing the point. The tribes travel together first finches, then chickadees following the squirrels every morning. What luxury, abundance! Handful after handful of grass seed thrown, into wind. The corn ripe and the rye with it. The other main families: pines, roses, peas, lilies, daisies, heath, birch and oak. Maple, honeysuckle, pink, mustard, cypress, mint, olive, buckwheat, primrose, willow, buttercup, saxifrage, snapdragon, cactus. Truth may be ascertained by considering the truth we feel, the truth we're told, the truth we reason, and the truth we've seen. It is so good to be a chickadee. To tell the truth cheerfully and joyfully. In a way that makes others want to live.