I worked a long day yesterday. By night I needed reflection.
I went where I had lunch one afternoon. There’s a cafe to the right of this with beautiful views over water. But no, I wanted to be in the scrub! To my delight the place was teeming with birds. I know them well enough by the call.
I found a tiny male zebra finch with wisdom in his eyes.
Then there was the female finch. She flew up, caught the blade of grass in her beak and slid down, showering grass seeds on the ground. She then fed in privacy in the tall grass. Clever!
Ever watchful, high in thick scrub, were a pair of rainbow bee eaters. Aloof, silent, predatory.
The yellow honey eaters, feasted on flowers, their maniacal laughter-like call, harsh, for such a pretty bird.
With ‘lipsticked lips’ pursed tightly shut, the Pacific Gull was dignified in defeat as silver sea gulls stole lunch and flew away screeching. 
The Brahminy kite (I think), from the highest vantage point, watched all, then flew away silently.
Reflections on my experiences last night gave me a new understanding, life is not the journey we are given, but how we choose to travel. I recalled this in a poem which says it better, so I’d like to share it with you today …
A Strong Woman vs a Woman of Strength
A strong woman works out every day to keep her body in shape …
but a woman of strength builds relationships to keep her soul in shape.
A strong woman isn’t afraid of anything …
but a woman of strength shows courage in the midst of fear.
A strong woman won’t let anyone get the better of her …
but the woman of strength gives the best of herself to everyone.
A strong woman makes mistakes and avoids the same in the future …
A woman of strength realises life’s mistakes can also be unexpected blessings, and capitalises on them.
A strong woman wears a look of confidence on her face …
but a woman of strength wears grace.
A strong woman has faith that she is strong enough for the journey …
but the woman of strength has faith that it is in the journey that she will become strong.(Author Unknown) cited in a book ‘The Voice of Silence’ by Oonagh Shanley Toffolo.
May all the steps you take today, make you stronger.
Until next time
As always
a dawn bird
A Shared Space 
I think when I was young, I was a strong woman, and now that I’m older I’m more a woman of strength– funny how that happens! 😉
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I thought this would resonate that way with others, as it did with me!
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