Five women gather at the meadow
\nto hear the rangers talk about bluebirds \u2013
\nhow they are related to robins and
\nalmost went extinct because of habitat loss.<\/p>\n
The rangers are young women,
\nand they are enthusiastic about the birds,
\nshowing off a nest in a plastic container and
\nexplaining how nest boxes helped the bluebirds recover.<\/p>\n
Then we walk through the dew-damp meadow under the oak trees and
\nwe learn to check the boxes.
\nWe knock on each box to warn any birds, then
\nremove the nails that keep them closed.<\/p>\n
We hold our breaths as each box opens \u2013
\nOne is empty, waiting for a nest.
\nIn another, there are three eggs like blue jewels.
\nIn yet another, a group of fledglings peep, ready for their first flights.<\/p>\n
We are giddy with each discovery and energized.
\nWe have seen the bluebirds,
\nwe have witnessed the miracle of new life.
\nSomehow in this meadow, our own wings have grown stronger.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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