Sometimes the back yard is more active than others. Today is a wet, gloomy day. I’d describe it as Novembery, except that it’s now December. The trees are bare except for a single red or bronze leaf hanging on. The grasses in the garden are tufts of dried blonde blades. The perennials are brown, scraggly, … Continue reading Birds
I sat outside most of the afternoon yesterday. Wind rustled the leaves in the trees, the sun shone bright in a crystal blue sky, and goldfinches entertained me throughout. On my lunch break, I sat on the deck and watched a sunshine yellow finch bob on the seedhead of a spent echinacea flower. The spiky … Continue reading Goldfinch delight
After the holidays, when the fun part of winter has ended but there are still at least three months of bare trees, no flowers, and cold that keeps us indoors, I start getting antsy about the garden. I stand at the windows and stare out, plotting, planning, making mental lists of seeds and plants to … Continue reading A new way to see
I love Sunday mornings. They’re the one morning of the week I sleep in, with no chores or errands awaiting me. Today I slept until 8 am; I got a ten-hour night of sleep. After I made coffee, I sat at the kitchen table and watched the bird feeder that hangs in the oak tree. … Continue reading Sunday morning at the bird feeder
I slept in on Sunday after I woke at 5:15am to feed the dumb cats. When I got out of bed around 7:45, this time by my choice, the light out back was glorious — a dazzling golden light on a crisp October morning. It shone on the bronze blades of ornamental grasses, on the … Continue reading So many birds!
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