Tag Archives: ornithology

Missing the messenger

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Do I speak for Nature? No. I cannot. For there are far too many channels of communication cut before my pen bleeds through the paper. I have no desire to clothesline migrating passerine with…

Posted in Nature, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , | 2 Comments

Missing the big picture

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Atop the tree, I spy a red-winged blackbird who sees what I’m missing.

Posted in Nature, Photography, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Less talk, more walk

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Wednesday words escape me while ruminating along pathways

Posted in Nature, Photography, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , | 13 Comments

Early bird

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Good Morning WordPress peeps! This cloud kind of looks like my rooster named Tac. What other animals do you think this photo mimics? The ancient eavesdropper View original post

Posted in Nature, Photography | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Birding with my wife

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
While female birds may not make many fashion statements, my wife is no drab dresser.

Posted in Nature, Photography | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

A few more birds….

Originally posted on Nature Dreamer:
Saturday we took a drive out to a federal wildlife sanctuary where I got to experience some wonderful birding variety…. While out enjoying some amazing clouds and beautiful views of green grass fields, I ran…

Posted in Nature | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Early bird

Image | Posted on by | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 11 Comments

Missing the big picture

Atop the tree, I spy a red-winged blackbird who sees what I’m missing.

Image | Posted on by | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 17 Comments

Birding with my wife

While female birds may not make many fashion statements, my wife is no drab dresser.

Image | Posted on by | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Offering of awareness

Sparrow song flitters  across the dawn of my Sunday consciousness. Otherworldly vocal chords  beat beautiful  rhythms on my eardrums, stirring my soul to get up and go outside. In gratitude, I refresh the seed inside the bird feeder hanging almost … Continue reading

Posted in Nature poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , | 2 Comments