You truly are a beautiful bird
and I know you get hungry too,
but please don’t eat birds at my feeder
go and find a field-mouse or two.
The meadows, just a few blocks away,
are a natural seaside resource
for birds of prey– rats, mice, rabbits,
ducks and waterbirds of course.
So, please don’t make my feeders
a regular place to prey.
I love to see you in the wild
but want songbirds to have a safe day.
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MY GARDEN ON CHRISTMAS EVE
Carrots from my garden
will be part of Christmas dinner.
To be gardening on Christmas Eve
makes me feel like a winner.
We still have roses blooming,
primrose are showing their heads.
Birds are noisily feeding
before they seek their beds.
A Downy Woodpecker, Hummingbirds,
Chickadees, Pine Siskins, Juncos,
Sparrows along the hedgerow,
are all birds that come and go.
Soggy lawn but lush and green,
kale is still prolific.
To live here on Canada’s south west coast
I feel blessed, it is terrific.
Merry Christmas Everyone
Winds howled most of the night
and continued into the day,
slamming doors inside the house
chasing sleep away.
A Goldfinch was sitting on the grass
not sure what to make of it.
Wind makes it difficult to fly
blowing birds off course a bit.
He tucked his head under his wing,
waiting for wind to die down.
We have hawks and eagles around
I hoped one wouldn’t swoop down.
Mum and Dad were calling him
they flew close to him, then up again
as if saying “do it this way!”
How wonderful to witness that lesson
the Goldfinch has now flown.
Repetitive parental actions
Has taught it to fly on its own.
He’s now back under the feeder
having a good look around
Mum and Dad are still singing to him
and it’s such an endearing sound.
July 16, 2015