I was walking in the Belair National Park a few weeks ago on a somewhat damp day. As I walked I kept my eyes on the ground to avoid slipping in muddy puddles. I’d been walking for some time when I heard an odd noise in front of me. I looked up and a few metres ahead on the track was an emu hovering over 3 young chicks. She eye-balled me and said, (if Balaam’s donkey can talk, so can an Aussie emu), “There is no way you are coming any further than that. These are MY chicks, and no-one - certainly not some dripping wet, fitness wannabe - is going to harm my babies!” I was happy to let her have her way on this one, and with my right arm held high over my head (hoping to look very tall and intimidating) took a broad circuit around her and continued my walk. Echoing in my ears as I continued down the track were these words, “I am safe beneath the shelter of your wings”.
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