Our earth is very old, but to me, it doesn’t seem so. There are so many, many things of wonder I stand in awe every day.
For one thing…the Red-Winged Blackbirds didn’t leave this year. Why I don’t know. But their joyful songs make every day of winter a miracle unfolding.
Even the wind touching on the land, in the bare trees, and blowing cold upon our faces is a remembrance of how old and marvelous this ancient earth really is
The feel of the wind is a reminder of all the places the wind has been…all we have to do is listen
And within the wind, if you stop and ‘feel’ (don’t concentrate.)
You can hear the Angels breathing
From my world to your heart,
Linda
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The earth may be very old, but I love the way you find fresh beauty each and every day.
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You make me blush, Thank you, George! Happy Winter to you and your bride!
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Every spring I feel the earth renewing itself.
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It’s that such a joyous feeling!!!
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A dusting of snow, like confectioners sugar. Same here. It is a strange year for birds…saw some crows that always have left in years past. No doves this year, guess you have them. Saw our first grey squirrel in 25 years living here. Your words and insight have made me pay more attention to the world around me. Thank you.
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OH! Fun you got a grey squirrel. Something came along and ate my squirrel… I’ve looked and looked for him, but can’t find him. 😦
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I love your relationship to the Earth.
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It is an amazing living thing…of which I’m sure you know when you are at rest in France.
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Wonderful bird photos!
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They never sit still long enough. Even if these birds are slow I can never get them sitting very well
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But the flight photos are my favourite!
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Mine also!
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Pretty snazzy bird shots, Linda.
Makes you wonder are the birds posing for you???
Unfortunately here due to some fool way back in 1912, we
have a Indian Mynah murderous bird takeover and rather than
your camera, you’d be better off with a scatter type shot gun.
All little native birds have been killed off by various methods of
killing – nests, eggs, chicks and the parent birds.
Makes my blood boil.
Cheers to lucky you
Colin
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That is what those birds called Ring-neck doves do here. And invasive species…they they are slow so I can get photos of them.
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Hey lovely … our world sure is old, but it’s so beautiful! Gosh I wonder why the birds didn’t leave?
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Seems very odd. But I’m glad they are still here.
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