Abandoned Magpie Roams Free but Always Returns to Family that Rescued Her
It was a cold and windy day when Cameron Bloom’s son Noah spotted her, a 3-week old Magpie that had fallen out of her nest and been abandoned by her mother. “She barely had any feathers … and she was close to dying,” Bloom recalls. The Sydney-based family took her to their local vet where they were told it was possible to raise the chick but that magpies required a lot of time and care and needed to be fed regularly and often. The family of five (three boys) were up for the challenge and nursed the abandoned magpie back to health. They named her Penguin and they made her a nest in one of the trees in their backyard. She comes and goes as she pleases but she always seems to come back to the family that rescued her. Bloom, who is a professional photographer, has been documenting the relationship between Penguin and his family on the wildly popular Instagram account @penguinthemagpie, which now boasts over 68,000 followers. Be sure to check out the incredible feed that already features nearly 100 beautiful portraits of Penguin and the Bloom family.
HAPPY SUNDAY TO MY CS PEEPS WHEREVER YOU ARE!
I'm enjoying mine tremendously coz I'm having the whole house to myself until the kids come home tomorrow
I still cry watching this even though I've watched it like a million times..
I knew my biological dad only for 1 week. Yup, that's right, 1 week. He was not there when I was growing up. Met him for the first time when I was 15. Went and stayed with him and his then girlfriend, Aunt Winnie.
My dad and I had a bad fall-out and he sent me back to my grandparents' house after staying with him for just a week. Didn't see or hear from him again after that...
9 years ago, one afternoon, my mom called to inform that my dad had died of a heart attack, 2 years prior. He was only 52. I felt nothing..empty and couldn't bring myself to cry. I couldn't even bring myself to call him dad the time when I stayed with him.
Now, watching this commercial, I feel a slight pang of envy of the special bond that this little girl and her father has...
The people on the street stop when they see the big black screen. The skeletons that appear on the screen dancing, kissing and hugging. But the very reason .. this is a beautiful message of love.
It’s Love Has No Labels is a campaign developed for us to dare to embrace our differences and differences, and stop putting labels on and categorize each other.
This beautiful story has been circulating on Facebook. Unfortunately we cannot trace who wrote such a touching and insightful piece. Nevertheless, we are sharing it to those of who have not read it yet.
A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.
Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”
“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.
She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft. She then asked her to take an egg and break it.
After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.
Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. “What’s the point, grandmother?”
Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity–boiling water–but each reacted differently.
The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.
The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.
“Which are you?” she asked her granddaughter.
“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”
Think of this: Which am I?
Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?
Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.
When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?
Enjoying my late Sunday afternoon with my kids. They were away for 3 days for their basketball tournament and just got home, tired.
Dragged them to the car and took them for some well-deserved ice-creams and other yummy local desserts. Just looking at them laughing makes me feel so lucky to have them as my kids but the same cannot be said about them... They must have done something very bad in their past lives to get a horrible + terrible mom like moa
Anyway, enjoy your Sunday my dear CS peeps and have a great week ahead!
Breath is a short film about the invisible life-force. The video beautifully compiles all of the different kinds of ‘breaths’ we take in our lives. The film was made by The Mercadantes.