We’ve got Wild West sparrows out here… there’s gold in them thar wings!
Are these birds greeting each other playfully, or ferociously fighting over sunflower seeds? There are so many ways to meet and greet each moment. What stands in the way of trusting life today?
Hail in May? All I can say is The Land of Enchantment continues to amaze me. My living room windows bore witness to snow flurries and hail, followed by a brisk quality of blazing light searing through the canyon that sparked memories of Autumn in me.
I once asked a bird,
“How is it that you fly in this gravity
I love this image… flying without wings, suspended. Pick up the magic wand of love in your lives today. Just pick it up.
Image: Evening Grossbeak, flying around my feeder yesterday morning.
It is said that one may attain enlightenment at any moment if the mind is kept in a state of meditative readiness. The tiniest, most ordinary perception can be the stimulus: a view of the moon, the cry of a bird, the sound of the wind in the trees. It’s not so important what is [...]
I awoke yesterday morning to what sounded like rummaging around inside a discarded Eddie Bauer box which I’ve reserved for Captain Nemo’s playtime in a corner of the dining room.
“Ah, he’s changed his early morning tactics,” I thought…
La la la la… close to you!
Why do all the girls go for the bad boy on the block?
Surely there’s a rational explanation for the collective idiocy of the songbirds pictured above. Maybe it’s just Mother Nature demonstrating the origination of bird brain. Perhaps the cooper hawk had already stuffed himself on one [...]
I love the way the late afternoon sun lit up this cooper hawk’s eye. On this particular evening, it sat atop the telephone pole in the backyard crying out toward the setting sun while we ate dinner. Amazing… amazing birds.