Ah! What an elegant look! All decked out, wearing a splendid top
coat of deep chocolate matched with a beautiful vest of burnt orange,
and ready to travel.
As the cold wind begins to blow and deliver its chill, it can mean only
one thing - Old Man Winter is on his way. This is a time when food
becomes scarce and many begin to seek warmer climates.
Although there is much excitement in the air, no one knows exactly
what lies ahead. During such an exodus, one never knows how the
trip will end. Likely, some will fall along the way. Along the way - to
where?
Though they were nattily dressed and standing erect and trim - one could discern
the 'hobo' trait of a journey mapped instinctively.
However, unlike the 'hobo', these visitors will be welcomed to the
south. Welcomed by folks with a glad heart and feelings of happiness
to once again play host to the guests from the north.
As the legions begin to arrive from every lane in the sky, not all will be
joyful at their appearance. It seems - earthworms and bugs view the
robins as mortal enemies.
Indeed, perspective is a decidedly important aspect of life.