mbarker | Just a snippet... (Reply)

This morning, under a blue sky with a forecast of a beautiful spring day, I was walking into work when I happened to notice a tiny sparrow apparently dancing near the door into the building. Under the tree beside the door, he was dashing, twisting, performing aerobatics in a wonderful display. It was beautiful. I stopped to watch from a little distance, afraid that getting closer would make him stop.

Then I started to chuckle. Watching him change directions, bouncing up and down with wings fluttering, I had finally noticed the small gray moth who was frantically dodging the sparrow's pursuit.

After a moment or two, the sparrow finally flew away. I believe the moth fluttered away under the tree somewhere.

And I walked on into work. With a smile, for dancing moths and sparrows on the wing.