G'Day,
The Sunday Scribblings prompt for this week is "Observations".
I liked this prompt and decided to write about..........
I think I am an observer of Human Nature.
I love to learn about people.
There is nothing like sitting at a table with a throng of passers by while I watch them, and dawdle over a cup of tea. Something I pointed out to my son when he was sick was to look at people. There is no such thing as perfect, every person living has something about them that others think might be wrong by their own personal judgment.

Everyone.
Like that guy there, See the way he walks, he has a problem with his knee.
That lady there can't match colors.
I like that, I don't like that, that's not for me but good for them.
That kid thinks he is beautiful.
Mum take charge of that kid, you are the boss.
She smokes.
He is shy.
They are weird.
That one needs to please everybody no matter what the cost to themselves.
Everybody,
everybody.
That was not meant to sound like a poem .
At work and in life I love to observe people. Their particular personality traits that make them all individuals. The quiet ones, the social ones, social climbers, stubborn ones, passive ones, the strong ones, and how they get what they want, how they relate to each other. All of their traits are what makes each one of them unique and human. And beautiful in their own right.
But always remember, while you are watching and observing, they are watching you in return. Everybody, absolutely everybody judges you back. We all do it and it may or may not be a negative thing depending on how your mind works. So it is up to you how you choose to handle yourself and each given thing that pops up.
Yeah I guess I am waffling on a bit. But I am sharing me with you.
I also like to observe nature. There are lots of birds around where I live now and I have been watching them. Lately I have observed them pairing up in anticipation of the coming spring. The Rosella's have been in pairs and squabbling with outsiders to include their mate first at the feeding station. Our resident cheeky magpie has been nest building and I have been watching it come into my yard to find sticks. One day it had a large twig that it managed to extricate from the pile of clippings out the back. When it got the twig out it, he carefully measured whether he could lift it and fly with it back to the construction site, funny to watch. Over the last week or so it has been back stealing the coir fibres that line my hanging basket plants. He tugs away at the fibres until he has a good beak full, watching me all the while, then fly off to pad his nest with it.
Magpies make amazing nests, they even weave barbed wire and electrical wire into them with their strong beaks and use the same nest each year, doing renovations to it until it gets really big. When I was in Junee I used to always throw the clothes dryer fluff out in the back yard and the birds used to take it away for me and use it to line their nests.
We are all observers of what takes our fancy at any particular time.
That is how we learn.
Bye for now.
Love Linda.