The Secret Garden

"Wonder - is not precisely Knowing." Emily Dickinson

On Saturday, I arose early. The sun was rising - a soft yellow with tinges of orange. As I was making my coffee, I saw my first Black-capped Chickadee of the season eating in my window feeder. I felt joyful upon seeing this little fellow. It was a wonderful way to begin my day.

Going into the den, I set my coffee down, turn on a small soft lamp to read m…