If you truly love Nature, you will find beauty everywhere. ~ Vincent Van Gogh
I've decided to step up my posting schedule for a while. Instead of my usual twice a week plus Wednesday's Post of the Week, I'm going to post a little more frequently - just for now. Why? Because I have too many photos.
That doesn't sound like much of a problem, does it? And it's not, really. I'd just rather try to keep a bit more current and I'm finding that I'm introducing my posts with "A few weeks ago..." or "At the beginning of last month..." and I'd much prefer to say "A couple of days ago.." So just for a little while, you're going to be deluged with more photos per post, and more posts per week.
The Posts of the Week (if and when I have some for you) will alternate between Wednesdays and Thursdays in so that I can publish a post every couple of days.
I hope you enjoy the photos, below.
It was a breezy day so much of this wispy branch is out of focus but I still liked the effect and the colours.
I was trying to get a photo of a song sparrow when I noticed that there were also a couple of cedar waxwings in this tree just across the road from Frank's place. I had the wrong lens (Macro100 instead of the 100-400) so the quality is not great, but I still snapped a few before going back into the house to changes lenses. It's a good thing I did because they were gone when I came back out. The mother waxwing was on a higher branch but kept her back to me the full time. I haven't seen too many of these lovely birds and this was the first time I got the chance to see a young waxwing. It's a little cutie, eh?
This morning puddle is brought to you by heavy rains the previous night. Everything looks better after a good soaking - especially the greenery of the woods.
Well, not everything. Have you ever seen a more bedraggled looking mourning dove? Poor thing doesn't have the good sense to come in out of the rain.
There, that's much better. They really are a lovely looking bird.
Back to the cedar grove path which does indeed look good after a rainfall.
Perhaps he was seeking shelter from the rain. He sure chose a beautiful setting.
This little beauty is beginning to look a bit tattered. Its wings must have done a lot of flying.
This little guy needed a rest and immediately lit upon my arm when I held it out. That was a special treat.
A catkin nestled gently upon pine needle tips. What else is there to say about that? It caught my eye.
Dainty little soft pink bells swaying in the breeze.
I'm not sure how this tree managed to hang onto its cones but not its needles. Still, it looked lovely against the setting sun, so I thought I'd share.
More to come soon.
