

….little visitors always welcome….


….little visitors always welcome….
Lone sparrow flying high. Solo shadow against the sky. Listen as he sings and whistles, nestled there, among the thistles. Warbling a cheery tune. Just as happy as a Loon…Unaware, without a care. He’s busy watching dew drops glistening…

…….serene vibes……

a bedtime snack…
Sitting alone, no companions, absent mates. Watching the world, he sits and waits.
Ruffling his feathers, chirping his plight. Listen. Comprehend the pain he’s in.
His true love has flown away. Leaving his world dark and gray. He will not sing. He will not fly. No, he’ll never ever venture into the sky….
Like a bird you fly away, nothing I can do. Nothing I can say. Watching you take flight, fills me with fright. My heart breaks, my soul aches. How much can I take?….

Good morning mate….

These birds around here make me smile…

Welcoming the new week….

True companions…