The Hustle and Bustle from T's window.

T wakes up from his afternoon nap in a terrible temper. I have learnt that he needs to sit quietly for 20 minutes to slowly emerge from the haze of sleep. We sit together in the rocking chair in his room and gaze out of his window. At first you wouldn't think much of what we can see. His window faces onto the road and the houses on the other side of the street. If you hurried past, you would be certain all there was to see from this window was cars and concrete. But if you linger a while... if you sit quietly and let the things show themselves to you, as we do... you would be amazed. Sometimes we just gaze and rock together in the chair, sometimes we discuss what we can see. Yesterday was a discussing day... this is what we saw,

A mommy hummingbird perched on the bower vine on the porch. She was so small and so pretty.

We know she comes to our front garden for the New Zealand Flax growing there. Water and nectar collects in the little cups of the flowers and she comes to hover above them and drink their sweet juice.
There is a mirrored sun-catcher hanging from the eves of the roof. It twirls happily in the afternoon breeze, sending little bubbles of light dancing over the whole garden.

We talk about this dolls house often. We imagine who lives in it... some days elves, some days mice. Yesterday it was a 'beetle houzzzze'.

The grass tails sway peacefully in the breeze too, as if they are dancing for the crowd of other plants in the garden.

We have put a bird feeder hanging from the palm tree in front of T's room. Sometimes we are lucky and a band of birds come for a feast.
And there are always bees buzzing all over the bower vine. They fill their little leg stacks with yellow pollen and work tirelessly.
So, you see, even from a window that faces onto the street, nature abounds and fills our lives with her hustle and bustle.

Blessings and magic.