“It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.” Aesop
“I am a feather for each wind that blows” William Shakespeare
I have small collections of feathers here and there throughout the house. This grouping sits upon a table in my front hall. The morning sunlight was streaming though the front door, highlighting their colours and markings.
"Seagulls... slim yachts of the element." Robinson Jeffers
This lovely creature posed nicely for me before taking off to soar overhead, circling the pond.
"Mockingbirds don't do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That's why it's a sin to kill a mockingbird." Harper Lee
My friend, the Northern Mockingbird. I don't see him often but he has a way of appearing just when I expect him to. Isn't that accommodating of him?
There is nothing in which the birds differ more from man than the way in which they can build and yet leave a landscape as it was before. ~Robert Lynd
Looking up, as I often do, I saw these mourning doves peering back down at me. They're not the brightest birds in the flock but they sure are lovely.
“The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.” Zora Neale Hurston
I came home from my walk around the pond and glanced at a low branch of the pine tree which overpowers my small front yard. Perched ever so delicately was this small, vacated sparrow egg. It seems early for new hatchlings and I wonder if it's a leftover from last year.
“When arguing with a stone an egg is always wrong” African Proverb
Turning it over, you can see where the wee sparrow made its exit.These photos were taken a few days ago when spring was in full swing. If you'd look outside my door today, you'd see a fresh blanket of snow covering the previously thawed earth. It fell all day long. Enough!
