I spent some time watching the wrens feed their babies.
And I spent some time watching the bees come and go from the hives.
The bees, with their thousands of young waiting to be fed inside, still looked lazy compared to that Mamma wren.
And I? It suddenly seemed that I had a life of leisure, feeding my children only occasionally throughout the day. Now I’m hoping my girls get a good look at just what those babies get fed for dinner.
Perspective, it’s an interesting thing.