Snowflakes Circling Round and round Falling toward Frozen grass Too cold out For human hands Tiny birds Swooping Up and down Trees to feeder Feeder to ground Feathers puffed White bellies shining In contrast with Gray skies Gray bark All but one… Its red feathers Radiant against The wintry scene Its red crest Held high thru The winter storm
The temperature in my little corner of Oklahoma today is a whopping 5 degrees. The windchill is -16. Winds are howling, and snow is blowing. But the birds still flit in the backyard. Our feeders are full, thanks to my sweetie. 💙❄️🌬
Looks as if You strayed Too far from Your nest Frantic chirps Both yours And your mothers Served as a clue Hard to spot In the leaves Of the shrub Outside my window But there you were And mom not Too far away She brought you A worm, twice Full Stomach Left you quiet Slowly blinking Sleepy eyes- When I checked later You were gone
Yesterday, I heard chirping outside my window. A female cardinal flew in and out of our front bed. But the chirping remained even when mom was gone. After some quiet watching, I noticed a baby in one of the bushes.
I’m not sure if birds get sweaty, but this baby looked ruffled. The small tuft on top of the head was like a toddler waking up from a nap. The temperature was above one hundred at the time.
Later in the afternoon, the baby bird was gone.
Early in the evening, we had a surprise thunderstorm. A welcomed relief from the heat. But there were strong winds and hail. I wondered about the little family of cardinals, especially the baby.
Walking into the kitchen this morning, I noticed a male cardinal sitting on a feeder. Hmmm…a quick investigation revealed that sweet baby. Now sitting on a low tree branch.
Looks like I might just be a bird watcher for the day.
A flash Wings Aflutter An audible Gasp! One might Think I had Never seen A cardinal Before
Why so curious a reaction?
Marveling Over a new Perspective Beauty on Full display Feathers Unfurled In-flight Observed From above
The school year is quickly winding down. Today was fifth-grade graduation! This group of kiddos can be challenging, but they also can surprise. Today, they rose to the occasion and sang My Shot from the musical Hamilton for their graduation ceremony.
Our district photographer captured a shot of me leading them. This tired teacher, ready for summer, was full of energy. Perhaps, like with the cardinal, it was all in my perspective. ❤️
Piano Girl 