Out on a limb.
It is a beautiful September morning. The sky is blue and the tide is rising. It is a perfect day for a little Kayak journey. I slip into the channel and head up the Broward to the entrance to Turtle Creek. As I paddle across the river I meet Tommy the Crab Fisherman checking his traps. I ‘ve been hoping to meet him. We chat about the White Pelicans. But that will be a story for another day.
I glide past a long pier under construction. George the
Yellow Crowned Night Heron is there with his family checking things out.
George’s young offspring keeps watch on me from one of the pilings. By next
year its stripped brown and white feathering will change to look just like its
parents. Old Man River, the Great Blue Heron, is sitting on the pier on the
opposite bank. I have started to see him around a bit more lately but he is
still as illusive as ever. Upriver on an old dead tree limb four Wood Storks stare
down at me. I recall a cartoon with a buzzard in the desert on some old dead
cactus limb looking down and saying “Patience Hell, I want to kill something!” The
look on the Wood Stork reminds me of that scene. Then one by one the storks slowly saunter to the edge of a limb and jump.
As I head up the river towards the entrance to Turtle Creek it is quiet and peaceful, for me anyway. There on another limb is a very nervous Great Egret and a Little Blue Heron. As I get closer, the Little Blue Heron begins to pace up and down the limb. Seems like there is just nowhere to go. Then a noisy male Kingfisher lands on a nearby limb, takes one look at me and says something not nice in Kingfisher, and takes off. This little bird has a real temper. A nearly all white young Little Blue Heron soars overhead and sits on a limb looking at me for a while. It must have hatched this year. Soon its feathers will start to turn to a pied blue and white coloring. Further up the creek a pair of Red Shouldered Hawks are out on a limb too but they seem to be enjoying the morning sun.
Ever get the feeling you too are just out on a limb with nowhere to go? What are you going to do? Ruffle your feathers, pace up and down all night, squawk and say unkind things to everyone? Take a closer look at the limb you are standing on. Remember that limb is part of the strong "tree" of values you built your life and home on. Get back close to the tree trunk and things won’t seem so shaky. Then be like those hawks and enjoy the view and the sunshine. Be blessed. Harry