Moot Thoughts & Musings

It's finally starting to get warm around here. In the '50's on Monday, Chris and I thought we were going to shrivel up with cold. But yesterday marked a turning point in the week. We were actually outside without a jacket.

During Ellis's morning nap, my friend called to see if I wanted to go Barnes and Noble with her, so we hopped on over after lunch. She picked a Spanish dictionary and conjugation book for upcoming trip to Mexico, and upon consideration of the warm sunshine, decided to go somewhere for a walk.

We were going to go to an old golf course, but then she began asking me if I knew about this huge cathedral in the middle of Philadelphia suburban countryside, the Bryn Athen cathedral. We went over there and walked around. It's huge and beautiful in a Gothic style. The grounds were wonderfully landscaped, and it sat on top of a hill overlooking a sweeping landscape. We sat in the grass and talked while Ellis tried to eat clover. (Unfortunately my camera needs batteries, so that is one I stole off the internet, otherwise the cutest kid in the world would be in the picture, too.)

Ellis fell asleep on the way home, so I rolled down the windows, left him in his carseat, and swept the driveway (no small undertaking). When he woke up, we continued to clear dead leaves, branches, and lawn debris miscellany, preparing the way for the Anschluss of Annuals. Ellis sat on the driveway demolishing a teething biscuit.

Later that evening, I saw three sparrows standing around a lost chunk of the teething biscuit. Two of them were very young, just enough wings to fly, but still with some of their baby bird down peeking through. The mama sparrow was picking up crumbs of the teething biscuit and popping them in the mouths of the young sparrows who kept clamoring for more. I felt a small twinge of affinity with the mama sparrow as she shared the bounty of what I had given my baby.