Not-so-silent spring
I feel tremendously lucky
to wake up and hear the
intricate chattering of
multitudes of birds, as if
they’re telling each other
of their dreams dreamt last night
and their plans for the day.
Fortunately, spring is not silent
here in Silver Spring,
where Rachel Carson lived for
many years (while summering in Maine).
This spring, my daughter and I
heard Linda Lear give a talk about
her biography of Ms. Carson
(after the talk was postponed due
to a snowstorm), and the room
was packed with eager listeners.
So Ms. Carson still talks on, with warnings
for those ears who still pay attention,
to our eyes thankful to see bald eagles
in their full-winged reality and not just
in a Google image search,
to our wishes and plans and work
for infinite springs
filled with chattering birds.
Zooky World 
Unfortunately…many this spring will be glued to their computer screen…and will miss the true beauty of nature.
How I wish that weren’t true, but I fear it is. I’m spending more time in the front of the computer screen than I’d like — that beautiful nature keeps calling me. Doesn’t help that the temperature here in Maryland is just plain gorgeous.
I try to balance nature and electronics when my grandchildren visit. When we go on walks I tell them about the plants and birds we see. While I’m not a ‘camper’ per se, I believe our children know the importance of nature.
You also reminded me of a Star Trek (one with Capt. Picard) where he was implanted with the memory of a dying planet – just so the people and place would be remembered. I hope we, as humans help to preserve what we have.
Thanks for your visits.
That balance sounds like a good goal to go for, and I think it’s wonderful you talk to your grandchildren about the plants and birds. I bet they’ll well remember those times. I certainly remember things that my grandparents shared with me, things they found valuable.