Away Up High

Black swift

 

The wonder of holding a wild part of nature knowing it will go on and we will never see nor know its story again. The tenderness watching French Husband care for something so small and yet so powerful. The Black Swift that French Husband found a few days ago struggling to fly, flapping without success, had fallen from its nest. We took it home, put it in a large open cardboard box and then read all we could about the Black Swift online

Today while feeding the Black Swift it attempted to fly, on the third try it went over the wall, then over the roof and away into only it knows where. To be sure that it didn't land on another roof top (in the center of French villages most roofs are connected) I went up stairs and looked out our top window, and French Husband went onto the garden shed roof and looked into other people's yards, then walked around the street outside to be sure that the Black Swift was on its way.

Fly on little Wonder!

 
 


Comments

11 responses to “Away Up High”

  1. Judy in Fort Worth

    darling man

  2. Shelley Noble

    So sweet.

  3. Jacklynn Lantry

    This is one of my favorite stories!

  4. It is a wonder!

  5. I LOVED THIS ENTIRE STORY…..so wonderfully beautiful and kind and generous-

  6. Janet Eiffel

    So kind, so calm.
    The way the whole world really should be.
    Don’t you think?

  7. Marilyn

    How special to rescue this little one. Fly away, fly away home.

  8. I want to fly like an eagle
    To the sea
    Fly like an eagle
    Let my spirit carry me
    I want to fly like an eagle
    Till I’m free
    Fly through the revolution
    — Steve Miller Band

  9. Diogenes

    Maybe one day he’ll return to say hi. Nice ending. 😉

  10. Angela Muller

    This made my heart melt! Lovely!

  11. Kristin

    Oh the sweetness of this story – and how I always wanted to fly like a bird.

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