Monday, 6 June 2011

Spirit birds

Breakfasted in the tranquility of the shed and listened to yesterday's Pray-as-you-go podcast. All about the Holy Spirit and Samaritans. A Robin appeared outside at this point. Decided the Robin would be a good bird to symbolise the Holy Spirit in this country. That fiery red breast is liturgically appropriate. And Robins stay with us all year round and don't fly off somewhere when the conditions take a turn for the worse.
There was a rumour that the ancient Celts chose the Wild Goose as a symbol of the Holy Spirit (but that was probably only invented in the 20th century). If the Holy Spirit was a bird, it wouldn't be a tame one. Robins do a lot of fighting apparently. More than doves or geese I think - perhaps that's why no-one thought of a Robin.
I'd already had a bit of a run this morning - managed to avoid a ferocious Old English Sheepdog and the vicious-looking dog with the man on the tricycle. Remembered the fighting doves. Shouldn't they have been hovering over the water or something?

Heard a noise on the shed roof so i went outside and a pigeon flew off. At least I think it was a pigeon. What's the difference between a pigeon and a dove anyway?



Looks like it might rain today. Good shed weather.



Location:Shed

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