Birds, I believe, are one of the most unbounded creatures on earth. They fly and hover, travel on distant lands, alight on tree branches, explore forests, sing songs and chirp their lives away. People have always wish of flying like birds, it must have been so cool to be flying with the wind-rush to your face, liberty and freedom at your grasp.

When I go to a park, I spot birds of different kinds that make me clearly remember John James Audubon’s classic work “The Birds of America”. Richly come out to leap and fly out of the pages. I have always may have had some really good wild bird feeders with him in which he was able to capture the aerial voyagers at their best poses.

A selection of bird houses combined with varied seeds could have done the trick as the birds must have been preoccupied with eating to stay put in one place allowing Audubon to draft and paint them later on. Searching vast forests for rare bird species was hard and detailing them without the benefit of photography is even harder. So, we could imagine what pains and risks did Audubon and his party goes through just to complete his work.

Although certain variety of birds are today afflicted with the avian flu, we cannot forget that we still have so much to learn about them. With such delicate bone frames, how can they fly so hastily? Their tiny muscles don’t need workout to help them flitter and hop around. Birds, of course, are divided into categories in which we see the hand of God split them from biggest to smallest.

From the impressive flight of the majestic eagle to the unusual ability of the tiny hummingbird to hover and fly backwards, birds make us muse on the richness and abundance of nature. There are still territories to be reached, they must be protectedand valued at the same time. People must be rightly educated on conservation and must learn how to love and preserve nature’s gifts, if not; we may someday face a future where there are no birds and our skies a no-fly zone.