tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057604927035176441.post6733195612091705981..comments2023-11-03T01:24:34.068+11:00Comments on Paying Ready Attention: There's danger on the edge of townStewart Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04622420206244603688noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057604927035176441.post-45630584857521100332009-11-24T21:52:20.830+11:002009-11-24T21:52:20.830+11:00Thanks Chris - there was more than a hint of sadne...Thanks Chris - there was more than a hint of sadness when the blackbirds lost their young - if it’s possible to hear grief in the voice of an animal, then I did. It was not a good noise to be woken up to. Beauty, ugliness, waste or value who can really tell where one stops and the other begins. Glad to see you are following!Stewart Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04622420206244603688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7057604927035176441.post-14951131494816189862009-11-24T06:24:01.158+11:002009-11-24T06:24:01.158+11:00It would seem that even in the midst of life and d...It would seem that even in the midst of life and death, creation and recreation, beauty abounds. Would I be right in sensing just a smidgeon of sadness for the blackbirds who lost their young or the sad death of the cicada? It seems to me that in the midst of life we are in death. But it also seems that there is a beauty in it all which is enigmatic. And just the hint of grief centred in love for what is lost as one predator consumes another and another.....<br />Despite the mayhem there is a beauty and a love for the natural order. As someone close to my heart once said: "Look at the birds of the air, they do not plant seeds, gather a harvest and put in barns: yet your Father in heavn takes care of them! Aren't you worth much more than birds?....<br />Look how the wild flowers grow: they do not work or make clothes for themselves. But I tell you that not even King Solomon with all his wealth had clothes as beautiful as one of these flowers. ..... (posted by Chris)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com