Photograph – Morning Walk & Winter Sky

Winter walks always find me looking up. There is much to see in the trees hidden in Spring, Summer, and Autumn.

Polyphemus Moth Cocoon

Last Quarter Moon, glowing in the morning sky, framed by woodland trees.

Bird’s nest. What a perfect display of avian construction skills. It is still holding on after months of heavy rains and winds. The nest reminds me to visit the Cornell Lab of Ornithology. If you don’t have a bird feeder at home, you can tune into theirs through YouTube. I enjoy watching the Panama Live Cam at this time of year.

13 thoughts on “Photograph – Morning Walk & Winter Sky

    1. I love winter walks Anne, I look up when I walk at that time of year. There is nothing on the ground to collect or gardens too admire. I love the branches against the sky, and it gives me better looks at the birds that are perching there.

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  1. Today is the first day it has been sunny in weeks and I’m looking up to see nests against a blue sky. We have squirrel dreys here. Farmers near us used to shoot them down, which we thought very cruel. We leave them and try to live in harmony with them. I’m philosophical when I see them stealing the cherry and plum fruit in summer. The trees produce enough for all of us to share. We have to be quick to get the hazel nuts through! All the best. Karen

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    1. My squirrels raid the gardens too. Dig up seedlings trying to find nuts they’ve buried, but they also are friendly, and sometimes bound toward me when I come out in the yard, hoping I have a peanut in my pocket. Thanks for the comment. All the best to you too.

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      1. If I don’t want them to eat something, I plant the bulbs in a chicken wire mesh net and the crocus and tulips grow through. But on the whole, I like their cheeky ways. There’s two on the window ledge at the moment peering in the kitchen reminding me that I haven’t filled the bird table with treats yet! Have a happy day.

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