I sit and watch the Bluebird All day long it flys to and from its home The one in the wooden box mounted on the fence. Back and forth in the same pattern –
Across the yard, over the bushes and lands softly swaying on the upper tree branch. Overlooking the field –
From there it can see below Although I don’t know how – The tiny insect.
Then swooping back over the bushes it comes and lands on the trellis just short – As if a lookout point.
And then, back to the young, peering in – the angelic cheering begins, Like a thousand tiny angels voices The sound of life… new life
And the delivered morsel is given – Waiting and watching, it’s starts all over again.
To the same pattern…. all day long.
Now, this is love….
Geese take flight on a frosty November morning at The Park at Flat Rock Park, NC. Photo by Becky Bishop
Photography by Becky Bishop
That has survived some rough weather lately.
Bluebirds trying very hard to build a nest in the “blue” house….Mr. Robin keeps chasing them away….yet they keep building. 🙂
Park Ranger at Julian Park feeding the masses last week!