The Season for Birdhouses

When I was young people built birdhouses in the spring hoping to entice some feathered friends to move in. Most of those neighbours were swallows, but sometimes other birds would take up residence. Hubby still builds birdhouses and with all the extra time on his hands I’m sure construction will continue in the weeks ahead. Last year we had a family of chickadees as well as the swallows.

Here is the latest duplex that Hubby made completely out of recycled material. I hope the birds appreciate his efforts to reuse.

I realize that this house probably does not exemplify the meaning of physical or social distancing that is so important at this time, although I think so long as the birds don’t object they will be fine. In fact, I’m willing to bet on it.

In some ways I consider myself fortunate during these times of the COVID 19 pandemic as we have 7.5 acres to roam around on. Our property also boarders a lake. Yesterday, I sat by the water’s edge, felt the warmth of the sun on my face, and for a time I stayed totally present. I didn’t think about what all was going on in the world, the all the worries about the future and exactly what the world would look like when we finally come through to the other side. I didn’t fret about the launching of my book this spring which is obviously on hold. I pushed away my sadness of not being able to visit with our grandchildren in the coming months and the reality that rural living means poor internet access for many of us. We are not even able to set up virtual visit.

So I sat there yesterday, taking in the beauty and feeling totally grateful for the moment and the entire day which couldn’t have felt more perfect. The air was quiet and I could hear the sound of water trickling from one place to another. There was a trio of Canada geese peacefully maneuvering their way across the water. Ducks quacked and fluttered their wings. The geese honked.

As I sat there looking out across the water, I thought about the people who lived in our home before us. I thought about how much harder life was for them back then and how hard they had to work. They did not have any of the modern things we take for granted these days; washing machines, dishwashers, TV, computers. I wondered if they ever had the chance to just sit by the lake watching and listening or if they were just too busy to appreciate it all. I thought, what a shame it was if they didn’t.

As it is important for us to remain hopeful during these uncertain times, please remember that there have been many before us who have faced adversity and came through stronger. We will too. I will leave you with this wonderful symbol of hope.


Stay strong. Stay at home. We will get through this.


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  1. It sounds like you had an enjoyable time. We have 450 acres with our ranch. And, so we can stay far away as we want, for ever how long we want. I do feel for little ones, in part how this pandemic has interrupted their growing up. It’s not a good memory to have when they recall this time later in time.

    Stay well, stay safe.

    PS – The title and description of your new book sounds intriguing.


    • Thanks, David. Nice to have you visit again! The book will be out next month, but of course I won’t be able to have a book launch or do signings for some time. While it’s disappointing, I’m not going to complain. We are all safe and healthy and that’s the important part. I agree with you, this is particularly hard on the little ones, (and for us grandparents as well.) My hope is that many of the little ones will be able to tell stories of how they came through a pandemic because we all worked together to stop an invisible enemy… As for a 450 acre ranch, it sounds totally wonderful. I hope you and your family will stay safe.


  2. A wonderful post, Laura. I too feel fortunate as I sit on my terrace overlooking a lemon grove, listening to a cuckoo, the sun shining on my face. We will get through all of this. And people will read your book and love it!! Take care my friend. xo


    • Thanks, Darlene. Each time I hear the numbers from Spain I think of you.Hoping all is well and will continue to be well. ❤



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