Pheathers – Frosty Sunbathing

Betwixt and between the snowstorm and the beginning of the melt, was an enchanted period of ice-bejeweled landscapes and sunshine. The birds, exhausted after battling the wind and precipitation for food and foothold, seemed to find a few moments rest amid the glimmer, or should I say glamour, of icy diamonds.

In the past robins were one of the harbingers of Spring, but I see them all through the year now. I wonder if this one is scolding himself for not flying to warmer states.

The mourning dove seems to be resigned to waiting out the bad weather.

A gorgeous lady cardinal surveys the bird feeders atop her perch of pine.

Wow! The brilliant sunshine showed off this grackle’s bluish hood. What a handsome gent. I’m going to name him as my answer to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge of a view from the side. When we picture birds in our mind, it is usually their side view we imagine.

This grackle is beautiful both ways.

Quote – December 1st

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I’m excited about December and Christmas this year. I’ve decorated, most presents are purchased or ordered, and I have a few good ideas for dinners and get-togethers with family and friends.

The weather hasn’t exactly been smiling with me in anticipation. Our skies have been dreary, but the rain that’s been coming down was needed; I am thankful for it. Dusk begins early in December; the darkness can creep into your attitude if you let it. Birds, like this perky robin, bring me a lot of cheer throughout the winter. Robins were once a sign of spring in our area, but now, like the flocks of geese, many seem to overwinter here. I’m grateful for them, and the sweet, “Cheep, cheep, cheerio,” of their song.

 

Pheathers – Jubilant

JUBILANT

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JUBILANT – The emotion I felt upon finding a robin’s nest within my wisteria bush.

Birds visiting my yard and feeders is one of my chief joys, I was delighted to discover a beautiful robin’s nest this week. Now, I must tiptoe around it, and hope the mother does not abandon her roost when lawn mowers and other noisy machines create a racket.

Pheathers – Spring Robin

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Today I am busy, busy, busy cleaning mildew off the porch ceiling and washing down the warm weather furniture. Once it’s done the yard and gardens will call to me with more chores. I’m so glad I took time to walk and listen to the birdsong before I began all the spraying, scrubbing and rearranging. If I hadn’t I would have missed seeing this beautiful robin searching for worms.

Phascination – Robin’s Nest

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I happened to look up a day or two ago and spotted a mound of grass, sticks, ivy and bits of bark and debris emerging from an old bird house in one of our pine trees. On a nearby limb sat a mother robin, guarding her handiwork, and most likely, a clutch of eggs from predators and other birds.

My goodness! I never knew robins were such great guard birds. If a squirrel or another bird comes near the nest a whole troop of robins chases it away with much angry chirping and dive bombing. I’m fascinated that the mother robin seems to have many friends helping her make her nesting endeavor a success.

I love robins and feel great happiness one has nested in our yard.

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