Sunday, September 4, 2011

Magical Moment 576, "Feeding the Pigeons"


I watched a little boy sitting on the front porch with his mother. She opened his small fist and placed a handful of breadcrumbs inside. He studied them for a moment, and then tossed the crumbs as hard as he could into the green grass just a few feet in front of them. Suddenly, out of the sky, several gray and lavender pigeons swooped down to enjoy the feast. The little boy laughed and looked up at his mother in amazement. She smiled back at him, and refilled his hand with bread crumbs.

Children don't know that rain water puddles are mostly mud.
They don't care that a doggy kiss on the face will include a whiff of bad breath.
They don't understand that jumping off a couch in a superman cape, is not technically flying.

And this little boy didn't care that his neighbors considered the pigeons a nuisance. To him, they were magical creatures that he summoned from the sky. They came just to see him.



8 comments:

roobo69 said...

Well put. I must admit, I see them as pests... I should probably learn something from this...

Hilary said...

They did indeed. The child and the birds each hold magic for the other. I like where you find your magic.

TexWisGirl said...

very sweet!

Susan in the Boonies said...

The magic's there, for him who has the eyes with which to see it.

I like your eyes.

Dave King said...

I'm with roobo69: I get quite annoyed when the pigeons take the feed we've put out for the small birds. Don't react the same way when a dove takes it, though. What self-contradictory beings we are! Well, I am!

Linda said...

You've painted a word picture as vivid as any photograph.

Kim @ Stuff could... said...

Children are sweet!

Leontien said...

very very nice and sooo true! how we wish that sometimes we were a child again..

Thank you for your sweet comment, i know i'm a little late... just catching up on comments!
sending a big hug from Indiana
Leontien