“Kaye! Come quick!”
I was sitting right here, typing away at a science lab.
Closed the computer, stood and watched my siblings standing,
faces pressed against the sliding glass doors by the table.
“Robins! Like, eight of them! Eight! Right there!” M is ecstatic.
“My nature journal!” She runs from the room for a journal,
I reach for the camera.
The bird flies and my breath catches- who could capture that with a lens?
Camera set aside.
R sits, blue cape on and lightsaber at rest, content to watch his sisters.
L goes for our new favorite book, Wild About Birds, comes back.
We lean in close and M sketches out her sighting in the Nature Journal.
Looking up, I catch them as the flock dips and dives into the tree all at once- perfectly synchronized.
Only God good choreograph a flight that beautiful.
L reads allowed the names, the sounds. I slide the door open and L beams.
The birds hop- so funny- from branch to branch of L’s trees, singing, dancing, flying- happy to be just there, just now.
A sign of spring.