Roadrunner in No-man's land
I didn't see this Roadrunner (My last sighting of one was about 10 years ago in New Mexico) but my son was recently taking a look at the fence between California and Mexico when this one scooted across the open space, oblivious of the divide between the two nations. It brings to mind, once again, the sadness (or you might say "silliness") of the divisions we humans create that keep us from being friendly, or even getting to know our neighbors. A wise man once said, "Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways and be wise." Maybe a paraphrase could go something like, "Go to the Roadrunner, you fearful and defensive ones; consider his ways..."