This afternoon I was out in the way back woods.
Wandering around picking up sticks that I might
be able to fashion into some sort of natural fence.
I am a bit wary of picking up too many things since
my recent poison ivy break out. But all of my skin
was covered, in hopes to stay as warm as I could.
I came upon this heap of blue jay feathers. For a
bit I wondered what kind of animal would eat a
blue jay and leave the feathers so tidy. Anyway,
when I looked up bluejay feathers, there were
many “spiritual” meanings listed. Optimism,
strength,confidence, silver lining,courage, hope.
At first, I figured the blue jay had come to it’s
end. Maybe not.
My son, who is much more computer savvy than I,
made a counter for my outside hours
I don’t think it has a place for minutes. So….
I am either going to have to round up or down.
