Life is so full of unpredictable beauty and strange surprises. Sometimes that beauty is too much for me to handle. Do you know that feeling? When something is just too beautiful? When someone says something or writes something or plays something that moves you to the point of tears, maybe even changes you.
Very early yesterday morning I looked out my bedroom window over the forest below. It was a grey misty morning with low cloud making everything look ethereal and slightly obscuring the view.
To my surprise one of the trees I had always thought to be a hoop pine had suddenly sprouted red flowers on a number of the branches. I watched the branches swaying in the wind, and thought perhaps I might be going a little mad.
As I reached for my binoculars (yes, I have become a person who watches birds, and bugs, and trees and stuff) the flowers suddenly came loose from the tree and floated up into the sky where they became a flock of King Parrots.
I couldn’t stop laughing that I had thought the birds were flowers, but it was also one of the most majestic and awe-inspiring moments I’ve had here at the tree house.
These two very bad graphics are my best representation of my flower-birds. They were much more magnificent in real life!
Love, hugs, bright-winged wonders, and a dash of rain, Nicole xx