"Chega-se a um ponto em que convém fugir menos da malignidade dos homens do que da sua bondade incandescente. Por bondade abstrata nos tornamos atrozes. E o pensamento de salvar o mundo é dos que acarretam as mais copiosas — e inúteis — carnificinas."
- Carlos Drummond de Andrade (in Divagações sobre as ilhas)
(Source: littlefathertime)
I would like to keep a “bird journal”, where I record every bird I see during the day and do a quick little sketch of it, but I don’t think I’d have the time to keep up with it. Maybe I’ll just do them intermittently, on days where I see notable birds and/or have time! :)
Today I saw the first goldfinches of spring, partaking of the birdfeeder outside the kitchen. :) At the same time, there was a dark-eyed junco, which my brain categorizes as a “winter” bird for my area. Then there were my regulars, a song sparrow and a mourning dove, with a robin skulking in the distance. I saw the mockingbirds on my way to run errands—they flew right over my window as I was at a red light. Lovely animals!
(via studyofnature)
