While sitting at the breakfast table, I finished this morning’s Bible reading. Sylvia had turned on the sprinkler, but when the timer sounded I went out and shut it off. Returning to the table, I looked out at the garden and saw a chipmunk playing there. Nearer motion caught my eye as I watched a robin chase a chipmunk up a scarlet maple. I chuckled.
Turning my head, I saw a robin and a fledgling. Soon the robin flew, but the fledgling remained with the bewildered look that must be common to youngsters facing a new and very large world. He looked so precious, I went for the camera to capture a picture.
When I returned with the camera, the fledgling had moved some distance away. Evidently frightened by Sylvia as she moved the sprinkler to water the rest of the garden.
I turned my attention to the fledgling, framed my shot and . . . Sylvia walked by.
The little guy took this all in. My camera didn’t know where to focus. I just smiled.
Life is good.