My favorite birds are kingfishers. My very favorite is the Kookaberra. I've been to Australia twice and the last time we were visiting the zoo, and I was searching for one to show my kids and husband, and we found two in a large cage. I stood there a long time admiring them and waiting for them to give their distinctive call. Finally, it came, and as usual I laughed in delight. Then the volume got louder and we looked up in the trees to see dozens of free Kookaberras laughing away with us. They'd been around us the whole time, but I was focused on the cage.
I try to remember the absurdity of that moment, when I looked up and saw the whole wide world I was missing. I get myself in a narrow box, but usually of my own making - because I have expectations and am not enough in the moment to see the day freshly. Today I have no plans, so I want to look around me and see what is there that I've not been aware of. It's a beautiful day, and all I have to do is move around in the earth's atmosphere and see what's up.
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