My friend brought me flowers…bright yellow daffodils.
I set them on my window sill, and though the branches
of the trees outside aren’t showing a hint of green
(even the willows), these flowers assure me that
spring is on the way!
My friend brought me flowers…bright yellow daffodils.
I set them on my window sill, and though the branches
of the trees outside aren’t showing a hint of green
(even the willows), these flowers assure me that
spring is on the way!
A couple of weeks ago, after a lot of snow, which uncharacteristically stayed on the ground but was finally leaving, I looked out at our bird feeder and this is what I saw! By the time I got my camera, about 25 turkeys had move away from the feeder, so you’ll just have to believe me—both the fact that they were under our feeders and that there were 25! They must have been starved. The farmers will soon be throwing down seed (I guess they don’t do it that way anymore, but you know what I mean) and the turkeys will enjoy what they can get.
It’s hard to believe we only have an acre lot, with a thin strip of woods and a creek and we live in a suburban neighborhood. Oh well, our back yard, little as it may be, never ceases to amaze me!
The sounds of our Barred Owls are enough to wake the dead! They are happily noisy all night and often through the day. I always wonder what people think who hear them for the first time.
I remember the one right outside our bedroom window that went into a wild monkey laugh at three in the morning…the first time I heard it, I remember shaking and running to see what kind of animal was prowling our yard. Now, season by season it’s a sound I love to hear.