Monday, October 15, 2012

Singin' the Blues

It was a blue sort of day recently.  I ate blueberries for breakfast, wore blue to work, admired the return of the blue sky after the previous evening's storms, and was drawn to the blue lake at Devil's Lake State Park.  While Larry and I enjoyed our evening walk, we saw our familiar friend, the lone Great Blue Heron, standing erect and watchful in the inlet.  It was the closest we had ever been to it and its blueness was magnificent.  As we walked the final stretch, I looked to the south and saw a tree filled with bluebirds -- darting blue streaks in and out of the tree!  A few years ago, we had a large number of bluebirds find their way to the St. Clare Healing Garden.  They stayed over for a few days, eating berries in the ornamental trees, before they moved on for the winter.  It's no wonder that we refer to the "bluebird of happiness," for what I saw at Devil's Lake that evening made me very, very happy indeed.

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