Blog 57 ...
Chirping of birds in and around a bog garden is exhilarating. It touches deep down one's soul and it takes
winged creatures' melodious songs to the tiniest of fibers inside the mind and
body. High-pitched bird sounds remind of
a little child's cuddly play and cooing.
Rough and low-pitched cries of birds mimic gentle, yet rarely
listened-to voices of old folks. In
between exchanges of calls from one bird to another, visitors to the bog garden
get a surprise from a blue heron. There,
it radiantly strides down on the pond and lifts itself off ground as if it did
not flaunt enough its majestic gait.
Onlookers do not mind. Noticing the
unfolding of a natural event invites that rarest of calm from within.
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