Adjustments…they are not always easy…not always a picnic.  I am cursing my way through adjusting to a different laptop to do some of my work on, including this very post.  The computer I have been using for over two years now…my dear wife, Carrie, used it much longer before that.  I am using a smaller version of a laptop.  It has its merits.  It has yet to win my writing heart.

Adjustments are part of it.  I know some friends that are going through some adjustments with their career choices.  You know that old adage “when it rains it pours”?  For some reason I know many going through career changing choices right now.  I know it is not easy.  Believe me, I made one two years ago.  I am very glad that I did.  It was best for many I think.

Sometimes you just have to fly away from the nest.  This segue courtesy of a photo I took two days ago.  Every year there is a small bird that hatches a few smaller ones of its own kind, I don’t know what kind of bird it is. Ornithology was never my forte.  But I do know to count on these birds finding their way to learn how to fly first in our screened-in porch and then two days later finding their way into the back yard and then on to who knows where.

This is inside the porch.  Still looking for something to eat.

The fuzzy head is quite the sight.

There is Mom on the clothesline pole keeping an eye on both of us. I think she knows we are harmless.  Why else would she keep coming back?

Speaking the rights and fighting a puny new keyboard…

Danny Johnson