Avian Gratitude

It doesn’t look like much. But it’s everything in this moment. Sat on a bench in the park with a latte and a pain au chocolat, watching the day unfold in this autumn sunshine, I’m joined on the bench by a robin. He chirps to get my attention and stares pointedly at the pastry. I peel off a morsel and place it between us on the bench. He stares at it, at me, then darts forwards, picks it off and flies into the hedge behind me, returning a few moments later to chirp his thanks before flying off. A simple exchange. A moment of beauty. A blessing.