'I come into the peace of wild things who do
not tax their lives with forethought of grief.'
Maybe aslan was wrong about as 'carefree as the bird'.
During this large snow storm all these birds around our house
keep hitting the windows looking for food or a place to land.
They look horribly distressed. Will they die? Could've they stored
up just a few seeds for a bad winter? Or is death considered terribly
okay, a rite of passage? Or does my sense of justice point to aslan?
carolyn and i put out bird food and perches this morning. we will embody justice!