Monday 4 February 2013

The Anti-Pollyanna

I had a bit of a meltdown after my knee diagnosis, followed by a gym lesson, which revived all the horrors of schooldays - though only because I was in something of a state of shock.  Anyway, I sobbed all the way home in the car.

Captain B came back from his outing with a present for me.  My tears dried as if by magic, as I pulled the wrappings off to reveal a lovely little cup with a pretty golden chaffinch on an autumn branch.  It said:
"Chaffinch's tufty peachy feathers, they are happy in all weathers."

"Chaffinch that!" I shrieked making headbutting movements,  "I'll give him happy in all weathers."

However, now I come to think of it, its amazing how Jehovah and the Christian message always do give you something to be happy about.  At the moment I am absorbed in replying to a nice American Academic, about evolution and such things. So the chaffinch and I are both perched prettily on our branches, singing away happily, in harmony.  

And I have to admit that we can learn so much from the creation.

Captain B is out, a'twitching, so I can sing. Otherwise he keeps looking pained and handing me the indigestion tablets, as my singing is nowhere near as harmonious as the chaffinch's.  

2 comments:

  1. Do you know the origins of this quote? My grandfather has an ornament bearing this Chaffinch quote and we wondered if it is from a poem.

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    1. That's interesting Elaine! And thanks for visiting the blog. I don't know, but if you have it too, it sounds like it must be a quote from a poem. I put the phrase into Google but nothing came up except my blog. I might ask if they know the next time we visit the Wetland Trust, and will post the info, IF I get any. I am just about to drink my morning coffee out of the chaffinch mug.

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