Saturday, January 24, 2015

Winter's Pallette

When winter arrives

Colors escape to the sky

And leave the earth bare

They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand in awe of Your signs;

You make the dawn and the sunset shout for joy.

Psalm 65:8

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Breakfast Blind

I can't imagine a better bird blind than our kitchen window.  From the warmth of our breakfast table on a cold winter morning, our attention is drawn to dark silhouettes against the sky in synchronized flight, darting and pivoting together as if connected by invisible strands.  Cedar Waxwings swoop our way and line up, briefly, on a supplejack vine over our bird feeder.

These sleek birds must have just picked up their jackets at the cleaner's; not a feather is out of place, and in their early morning flight, they dipped each wingtip and tail in the waxy glow of sunrise.

They leave as quickly as they came, and the others replace them, nuthatches and goldfinches, tufted titmice, chickadees, cardinals, and downy woodpeckers.  They come for the sunflower seeds, and on frozen mornings, a mix of peanut butter with oatmeal and seeds and raisins.  How could they resist?

At the piercing cry of a Red-shouldered Hawk the small birds scatter, but moments later, we discover that it is only a Blue Jay doing his best hawk imitation.  He raids the feeder, gulping one sunflower seed after another in swift succession, lifting his head after each swallow.  Don, who's fond of counting things, established that this one broke the old record for sunflower seeds consumed at one sitting, which was 50, with a whopping 76 seeds.  It's a wonder he was able to lift off.

Our breakfast is finished and the day's work is ahead of us, but there's nothing like starting the day with an arial display.

Linking with Wild Bird Wednesday
and Saturday's Critters

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Awaken the Dawn

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My heart, O God, is steadfast,
my heart is steadfast;
I will sing and make music.
Awake, my soul!
Awake, harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.

I will praise you, Lord, among the nations;
I will sing of you among the peoples.
For great is your love, reaching to the heavens;
your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
Let your glory be over all the earth.

Psalm 57:7-11

Linking with Skywatch Friday

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Cleanup Crew

Robins arrived in a flock at first light along with a few bluebirds and cedar waxwings. 

They  stormed the birdbath...

and descended on the dogwood trees...

and seemed disappointed to find that every last berry had already been stripped.

Undeterred, they spread out over the frosty ground, bobbing their heads down into the grass with the rhythm of an oil well. 

On each upswing, a bright red berry lodged between their beaks, then slid down their throats in one swift swallow. 

When every last berry had been vacuumed up, they flew south, leaving as quickly as they came. 

They left behind a good reminder for the New Year: 

The early bird gets the berry.

Seek and you will find.