Wren Awakening

by Barbara Gurry/rowell



I am now on week seven of my road trip from Florida to the New England shore.  On my journey I have traced my roots from long ago.  I have seen many backyard birds and few shorebirds.  At home in Florida I can examine the shorebirds, they stroll right in front of me, but in the north I had forgotten how quickly they move from tree to tree.  As landscapes have changed and friends have aged I am reminded how nature and my life entwine together, forever changing and moving as fast as the fragile wrens.