Expectations ~

"She had long accepted the fact
that happiness is like

 swallows in
Spring.

 It may come and nest under
your eaves or it may not.

 You cannot command it.

 When you expect to

 be happy you are not,

 when you don't
expect to be happy

 there's suddenly
Easter in your soul,

 though it be midwinter.” 

Elizabeth Goudge

*  *  *

the fledglings are

gone now

I believe they were

Eastern phoebes

*  *  *

may you find unexpected

happiness dwelling in your heart

 

Worms & Such ~

{a little click will enlarge}
A Bird came down the Walk –
He did not know I saw –
He bit an Angleworm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw,

And then he drank a Dew
From a convenient Grass –
And then hopped sidewise to the Wall
To let a Beetle pass.

Emily Dickinson

*  *  *

she built her nest atop an

 outdoor light fixture

and now she is busy feeding

her little ones

*  *  *

I have no idea what kind

 of bird she is.

The Hatching ~

 “It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird:

it would be a jolly sight harder

 for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg.

 We are like eggs at present.

 And you cannot go on indefinitely being

 just an ordinary, decent egg.

 We must be hatched or go bad.”

 C.S. Lewis

*  *  *

hope you have

a spring-filled weekend

Change Is A Given ~

"Life and summer are fleeting,"

 sang the bird.

 Snow and dark,

and the winter comes.

 Nothing remains the same."

Elyne Mitchell

*  *  *

"For I am the Lord, I change not."

Malachi 3:6a

*  *  *

and that is a constant

we can count on

 

May Day ~

they all gather

by the bird feeders

the one with the tail not

seeming to realize

he's a bird of "different feather"

*  *  *

"The birds around me hopp'd and play'd

Their thoughts I cannot measure,

But the least motion which they made

It seem'd a thrill of pleasure."

William Wordsworth

Written in Early Spring

a poem

 

Taking Wing ~

"Use what talents you possess:

the woods would be very silent if

no birds sang there except those that sang best."

Henry Van Dyke

*  *  *

A Bird ~

some assembly

 required

 no

foul-play

 was involved

: : :

Weird Bird

by

Shel Silverstein

Birds are flyin' south for winter.
Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north,
Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin',
Cold head bobbin' back 'n' forth.
He says, "It's not that I like ice
Or freezin' winds and snowy ground.
It's just sometimes it's kind of nice
To be the only bird in town.

Birds of Unlike Feather ~

vocal

and

fluffled

by

their colorful

city

 kin

{a little click will enlarge the nonsense!}

Flying Solo ~

“The soul that is attached

to anything

however much good

there may be in it,

will not arrive at the liberty of divine union.

For whether it be a strong wire rope

or a slender and delicate thread

that holds the bird, it matters not,

if it really holds it fast;

for, until the cord be broken,

the bird cannot fly.”

St. John of the Cross

Provision ~

open your mouth

wide

and

I will fill it

~ ~ ~

Psalm 81:10

Winter's Designs ~

The

dots and the dashes

 black splotches

red splashes

some
cold
icy patches
 
all winter's
attire
mostly seen
through
the
sashes

Consider the Whole ~

There are always

two sides

to the story

~ ~ ~ 

Focus ~

Sometimes

the camera

focuses

on

its own reflection

and

almost

misses

the big picture

sometimes

I

make

the

same

mistake
~ ~ ~
"make love your aim"
1 Corinthians 14:1

Puffed ~

It was minus 33 degrees F this morning

the little birds

had their feathers

all

puffed out

in an effort

to

keep warm

I'd

like to turn

my back

on

winter

sometimes

too

The Song III ~

May you know

the

peace

that passes

all

understanding

   

"Silent Night, Holy Night"

Parish Priest ~ 1818 

Josef Mohr

Alone ~

December View

Sometimes

alone

is 

just

alone

{will you share your smile, your word, your touch}

The Song ~

December View

"Joy to the World"

Reaching for the moon ~

Even as a child

I was not

a fan

of Halloween

but I

do enjoy

a bit

of Poe"esque"

when I'm

playing

with

certain photos

now and then

this one

reminds me of

"Quoth the raven nevermore"

although

it was just an old crow

being cranky

and this one

 

reminds me of

Edward Scissorhand

although

I never did

see the movie

but

this is what

I envision

he would look like

if

he were reaching

for the moon
It wasn't too long ago
that
Georgia
encouraged us
to
have fun
and play with
our photos
It's kinda
nice to be encouraged
to bend the
rules a bit
{even at my age}

Little Bird ~

A touch of vintage ...