The Backyard in Winter Wren at feeder with snow shower I work at home now, in what was once my living room. But in all the years I worked a day job and imagined working at home, I had an ideal day in each season that came to mind as I thought of “summer” or “winter”. You'll have to wait your turn. Today was that winter day. I love snow, but we don’t get a whole lot of it here in Pittsburgh. But a day of frozen earth and hard snow flurries opening out to bright sun reflecting off bare branches–that is winter. Everybody at the Feeder And my back yard filled with bird activity, sparrows, mourning doves, showy cardinals, shrieking blue jays, scolding wrens, cheery chickadees, brilliant woodpeckers, and more–that is winter, too. Bird bath is not a good idea at 21 degrees. I have various bird feeders in view from each window. I wait for this day, and as the birds flock and flutter I am transfixed. I also count the birds at my feeders for Cornell University’s Feederwatch program, and have grown to know their populations and appreciate their habitats all the more through this. Wildlife is great entertainment Great entertainment, that wildlife! Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Post navigation ShoesThe Bloom and the Seed 0 Comments your words and images give me great pleasure – i love the special joys of nature in winter a poem of mine recently inspired by this season: covered bridge cloaked in white the cold wind whistling through darkening dusk the barred owl calls deep in the winter wood Loading... Reply Wonderful! Thanks for posting your poem. I’ll be adding a few of mine as the season goes on as well. Some days are just too beautiful for one medium alone! Loading... Reply Leave a ReplyCancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
your words and images give me great pleasure – i love the special joys of nature in winter a poem of mine recently inspired by this season: covered bridge cloaked in white the cold wind whistling through darkening dusk the barred owl calls deep in the winter wood Loading... Reply
Wonderful! Thanks for posting your poem. I’ll be adding a few of mine as the season goes on as well. Some days are just too beautiful for one medium alone! Loading... Reply