The Flower You've Sown

Tuesday, February 17, 2026

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's your story, Morning Glory? O/

A flock of European Starlings with a group harmony call like an 8-bit video game soundtrack landed on a large oak by the house yesterday to signal Spring.

Birds are the best meteorologists regardless what Scientists and Groundhogs say.

A migratory flock's survival depends on them getting the forecast right.

The more populated the species of migratory bird, the better they are at forecasting.

Birds and birdsongs... excellent material for a morning journal.

Birds are one of those things you don't know how fascinated you are with already until you show some interest in them.

There's wonder in wings in every sky.

There's a child-like joy and awe for every eagle in a glide, every great horned owl spotted on any tree top at dusk.

We share the space with so many we ought to be better neighbors.

European Starlings are mothers and fathers, too.

Compassion from humanity, migratory birds, and every beast keeps the World breathing.

It's not sentimental; it's common sense.

The phrase: 'Survival of the fittest' is read wrong.

Looking out for number one doesn't ever accomplish anything but Dead and Alone.

Life is about the relationships we keep... with ourselves and The World.

A gardener is never alone; there's a story in every bloom and vine.

Every flower's beautiful is an echo from its seed: "Thank you for caring."

The Beauty of flowers is a recognition of gratitude from Life itself.

"Now you're living right," Mother Nature says, as She hands you the flower you've sown.

Take care and make a wonderful day.