Searching for breakfast…
Waiting so patiently!
What a treat to watch.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
While doing my ironing I saw a bit of the sky’s wildness land in the yard in front of me.
Beautiful! Just Beautiful!
BUT———————————-
The girls were out and about having a good time in the yard. I shooed them into the hen house until I was sure that beautiful creature had left for another spot on the farm. 🙂
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Have you noticed (wherever you live) there is no absolute silence anymore?
Even the most remote spots have the presence of a roar in jets or distant traffic
(see the bunny?)
Welcome sounds of liquid bird songs—-always welcome
And the dappled shadows of gently rustling leaves in the breeze
A soothing delight.
The sounds of silence eddying gently
Bringing with it a tiny rainbow—a source of huge delight.
From my heart to your world,
Linda
Sunlight bouncing off the weeds
In silence
The hunt to find food
This is our hawk…he/she has the damaged tail feather. It must be damaged at the root for it’s always this way over all the years.
I leave before I hear the dull thud…of contact
So, that, I only enjoy the beauty.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
The dance of food/life
The sun and jet…streaming in the shivering air
Lawerance of Arabia, Tonto’s replacement…dancing, dancing for all the girls
The Quail rising into the sky
Moonlight; adding beauty to the earth, air, the heavens
A rather thin little pheasant—dashing, dashing, dashing away.
And my miss at getting a nice photo of a Flicker.
Each and everything dancing in my soul.
From my world to your heart,
Linda