Mike and I often talk about Lena. I feel my heart sink a little when I think about her.
This morning we saw a small mob of kangaroos on the farm while we were working and I wondered if she could come back to us in another form. I say this because, there has been an unusual circumstance at the house.
Nearly every day for over 2 weeks now, a small female wren has been flying in an out of our back porch for hours at a time. She’s tapped at the kitchen window while I am standing at the sink. She’s fearless and determined to keep our attention. She sings to us, and chatters away as if trying to lull us out. I wonder if she is someone we once knew…
Do you believe in reincarnation?
ps: I added the photo of Mike and I because it makes me smile…it’s so silly.