I missed church today. Ethan had a cough this morning and was complaining of a headache. Two of Jennâ€™s choirs were singing, so I stayed home. After a little Childrenâ€™s Tylenol, he was fine.
While he was busy building a TV out of a diaper box, construction paper, masking tape, and a pair of scissors, I had a chance to do my favorite activity.
I brewed a pot of coffee and watched the birds out the window. I know this sounds very geriatric, but I have really started to enjoy feeding and watching the birds. Believe it or not, it is really relaxing.
The morning started off with a woodpecker. There is a pair somewhere in the neighborhood. The just eat the suet. We briefly had a blue jay, but he did not stay long. Then a pair of cardinals started eating. They were there quite some time. Then we had a zillion finches eating out of the thistle socks. During my last cup of coffee the morning doves came by. They were chased off by the neighborhood cat Dusty.
I poor substitute for church to be sure. But sometimes I just like being still and looking at Godâ€™s handiwork.