Cardinals, bright red and olive, sing with bell notes - our daughter's favorite bird.
They came all the time to the pink dogwood in the front yard.
On that day, at breakfast she said, "Look, Mom! Look at the pretty red bird!" So, I stopped my Sunday morning worship leader's rushing, and enjoyed the beauty of a small bird with her.
I am so glad I took a moment on that frozen day in January.
Many a time since, I catch myself looking out of the bay window at the dogwood tree. Through all the changes of seasons, our brightly colored visitors sing from its branches
They still come,
but she does not.