Sparrows have always been my favourite bird, perhaps because they are so common, so numerous, so plentiful, so shall we say insignificant, and of course so small in size. In general, I am on the side of the average man or woman and this is what sparrows seem to represent. Sparrows are not showy like the brilliant red cardinals, not as raucous or aggressive or psychologically complicated as the black crows, not as joyful as the robins, not as seldom seen as the blue jay. They are just sparrows— the mighty sparrow! — mentioned at least twice in the bible, if God looks after sparrows He is surely looking after all of us. Dear friend, it will all work out, it always has, try to be patient, wait and see. That’s all you can do.
Photographs taken on 15 August 2024, mid-afternoon, from our dining room window.
