Contradictions

I live close to a military training basis, where the big and tough guys (and girls) go are trained in the arts of fighting and being a soldier. When I pass it, which I do quite often when I’m going for a run, walking the dogs or going for a ride with my horse, the whole place oozes toughness. There is a fence around it, through which I can see the buildings (in camouflage), the training center where sometimes a drill can be seen and a guarded gate with a small building with a person in it to determine whether someone can enter or leave.

Recently I passed by it, after it had been freezing. In one of the trees, next the the entrance of the military basis, high enough to be out of the reach of cats, dogs and other animals, someone put up a feeding ball for (small) birds, so that they could survive the cold,

Small hearts, aye!