I have never seen anything more beautiful than this slight, grassy indenture containing four small capsules of life. All of the mystery of life is in this box. How can an egg takes wings and fly? Here, in this box in my dooryard, lies the true meaning of creativity.
According to my calculations, the eggs could hatch any time after the ninth of June, but I have been listening every day for the first peep.
A call drifts down to me from high up in the blue. It is the chirr of a red-tailed hawk. Two circle above me. One wings out of sight, but the other winds closer and closer, and then swoops through the meadow in front of me, lower than the tree tops.
The bird's tail glows in the sunlight. What a tail! He maneuvers both sides of it as though he were lifting and dropping rudders. As I watch him, I realize that it was the wind that taught him to fly. His wind-wisdom is what he uses every moment he is in the air.
The sky is no more his natural habitat than it is mine. He is a land creature, as I am. Because of his body construction he can learn to fly without a plane, but his home is in the bushes and trees and he is earth-bound
We each fly by the means that we are given. Man needs a little mechanical help and has been given the brain to create it. The gifts to man are limitless.

In a bowl, mix together: 1 lb. hamburger, 1 cup dried bread crumbs, 1/2 cup milk, 1/4 cup diced onion, 1 t. oregano, 1 t. salt and 1/8 t. pepper. Cut: 4 oz. mozzarella cheese into 12 cubes and shape meatball mixture around each cube. Coat each meatball with flour and brown in: 2 T. oil, until done. Spoon off fat and add: 1 - 12 to 15 oz. jar pizza sauce. Heat to boiling. Simmer 10 minutes. Allow to sit until serving time. Reheat and sprinkle with parmesan cheese. Serve over: 4 cups cooked rice, if desire

Swifts cannot stand on their feet because they are weak, but their toes are made for clinging and they balance against their tails when resting. When they come to their forest or chimney homes, they hover for a moment, then drop in head up.
The facts of nature are more unbelievable than any fiction man has devised. Every creature on earth has its natural idiosyncrasies. The observation of wild life gives the knowledge that all things are possible. The wild is filled with hope, and with beauty. Zip, zip, the swifts drop into the chimney.
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