Seeker of Happiness

$12 Tote Bags and Some Happy Thoughts

Bird Haven

Carrie Lynn3 Comments
North Salt Lake, Utah is probably not considered to be the most beautiful city in America. The view from our apartment is a car port. And outside of that, the view is richer apartments. And THEIR view is an oil refinery.

There is, however, a wonderful park about a block away from where a live. The walk is wonderful. It's a straight shot to the park, but I want to take a detour, there is a Redbox and a gas station with giant soda's just up the road. In the summer, I like to peek over a fence and peer into an overgrown garden that I have never seen anyone in. I like to daydream about why it's overgrown. Georgia likes to look at the leaves drooping over the fence. She loves leaves.

In the winter, though, everything is dead. Barren. A gray wasteland. North Salt Lake does not wear winter well.

Which is why it is a treat, every morning to listen to this seemingly lifeless bush:

That, my friends, is full of birds. You can't see them because they all flew down to the lower bushes when I snuck up on them- but they are there. And they are LOUD. I don't mind. I think it is wonderful. Even when it's covered with snow, there are birds tucked away, chirping.

And so, we continue our walks.