“How the waiting countryside thrills with joy
when Bluebird brings us the first word of returning spring.
Reflecting heaven from his back and the ground from his breast,
he floats between sky and earth like the winged voice of hope.”
– W. L. Dawson, Birds of Ohio, 1903
With summer just around the corner, we thought you might enjoy this look back at spring ‘out our window’.
“True hope is swift and flies with swallows wings…”
~ Richard III, Act V, Scene II, William Shakespeare
“Spring has returned.
The earth is like a child that knows poems.”
~Ranier Maria Rilke
Not quite sure if you can see it or not, but there is a slight hint of red in our mountains, a sure sign that spring is finally arriving. Flocks of starlings are flying through, coltsfoot are blooming by the roadside, bluebirds are back at the nest boxes and maple tree buds are swelling.
This little fledgling (
tree sparrow?) baby bluebird somehow flew to the pickup tailgate during morning chores. Then miraculously made it to a nearby tree.
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one lonely bare branch
the favorite hang out for crows
and the occasional hawk
caught in a sunbeam
response to week five of the thirteen weeks of summer
This young robin was busy turning leaves over looking for bugs and (I think) water… before pausing to give me the eye.
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Affectionately known as the Clean-Up Crew, this gang of sparrows waits quite impatiently while the ewes and lambs are fed. When everyone has wandered away, it takes no time at all before the ground and feeders are once again very busy, but this time with fluttering wings and loud chirping.
Although a very busy weekend, it was almost impossible to ignore all the wild bird activity…
a Purple Finch and its mate visiting the platform feeder outside the dishwashing window…
a pair of Bluebirds guarding their territory in the late evening light…
some Barn Swallows took turns standing guard…
while others were waiting to be fed…
and not one… but two Pileated Woodpeckers treating us to a yard side visit.
While we were enjoying the glimpses of wild bird life between chores, Barncat Davita found it a challenge to get anywhere, moving at a very slow pace, crawling on her belly a few steps at a time while she was being dive-bombed alternately by Tree Swallows and Barn Swallows. Apparently she has a very bad reputation in the bird world. And then it was nearly impossible to ignore Barncat Spot’s bizarre behavior, as she spent her entire Sunday afternoon on this rafter, obsessively watching one corner of the barn roof; a corner where, try as we might, we could find nothing to warrant all this attention.
You know… honestly… it’s never dull around here.
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.