The Smallest of Those

The Smallest of Those

The Smallest of Those, creation. The smallest birds in my back yard, yet they survived the winter and the cold temps. Amazing how they are able to do this without a winters coat or boots on their little feet. Survival instinct, migration, what can we see and learn from the smallest around us?

The Smallest of Those

There are a few theories about how birds find their way between their seasonal homes, and there are still some mysteries surrounding how exactly their honing systems work.

For many birds, however, migration is an instinct, a journey their bodies are prepared to take when the time comes. No fear, it is written. They always find their way back home. Amazing indeed.

The Smallest of Those
The Smallest of Those

The least of you will become a thousand, and the smallest a mighty nation. At the right time, I, the LORD, will make it happen.โ€

Have a Wonderful Weekend

The Smallest of Those

by Sandra J

33 Replies to “The Smallest of Those”

  1. It is amazing to think how they endure migration, or, for those who stay, how they manage on a diet of seeds from people who stock their birdfeeders. I look at the ducks, huddled together on the ice and want to scoop them up and take them somewhere warm. That Chickadee is beyond cute. Such a sweet face and the coloring is so pretty.

  2. We are now renting a condo that has a view of a small lake from one end to the other – and I have been watching the water fowl and the swans. I have seen a lot of small ducklings and wonder if it is as you have posted – do they return here each fall? I am guessing they do – I have seen the swans going into the marsh and woods and staying there – my guess is that they are nesting back in there as they use to be on the water all the time. Thank you for your article and giving me thought on the migrations and thinking this may be happening here with the waterfowl. Tom

    1. It is a wonderful thing to witness and think about Tom, I think about that all the time when I see the birds return in the spring. Where have they been and yet they always come back home.๐Ÿ˜Š

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