Today

On such a day as this,

when the air is drenched with honeysuckle breath...

when daisies gather sunny-side-up...

and the sun smiles on Barley...

while a rabbit watches from the weeds...

when purple coneflowers toss their hair in the breeze...

Would it be possible to touch a cloud...

to lend a hand...

to forgive a wrong?

Would it be possible on a rainy day?

Would it be possible today?






Linking with Tuesday Muse

Birds and Berries

The air turned sharply colder yesterday, 

and birds came to the feeder in a steady stream.

A winterberry branch, propped above the feeder, provided a good perch.

Cardinals eat the berries, stripping away the shiny skin faster than you can blink. 

Titmice, and the other small birds, haven't tried the berries yet, to my knowledge...

they're more interested in the sunflower seeds below.

Blue jays put in an appearance,

 and, as is customary, there was a short squabble...

but this time the victor was worried.

"Did I make her mad?"

Linking with Wild Bird Wednesday

and Camera Critters