“No matter what yesterday was like, birds always start the day with a new song.” - unknown author
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The sun is rising before 6 AM. For another month it will be a challenge to be out before it comes up and sometimes I’ll probably miss it. All too soon it will move back and I’ll be wondering how my morning disappears so fast. It’s also gotten hot so the time outside is reduced a bit for a little while.
Here are some photos for today:
Sunrise, June 17, 2024 - those are the colors of a hot sunrise
When it gets hot, you just gotta do a little dancing. I love how the purple martin feathers change colors as he moves.
Shake to the right
Shake to the left
Speaking of feathers changing in the light, here’s mr. grackle in the shadow.
And here’s mr. grackle in the light.
I can count on the purple martins to be my sunrise companions. Everyone is busy feeding the little ones inside those nest bubbles.
This little poppy mallow eater was just staring at me on my walkway when I walked out the door in the morning. Not even shy about it. I asked him to leave some so it can grow strong for his salad bar later.
She and her mate are usually on the power pole when I drive out in the morning. (red-tailed hawk)
Shall we dance mr. heron?
Hello Mrs. wood duck, where have you been hiding?
Mr. Prothonotary warbler hasn’t given me any new photos but I still hear him singing in the same area. I still have plenty of photos from May and he’s just so bright!
A little playfulness to see if I could get the shot through the ring on the rope line.
The seeds blow where they will.
The seeds get some help from the goldfinches.
Thank you all for being here! May your week bring whatever you most need to be healthy and happy.
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June 21st was my grandmother’s birthday, so today’s post is in honor of Geraldine Davis. I looked up to her, wanted to be like her, and was deeply loved by her. She called all of her granddaughters angels and I’m pretty sure we could never have done anything that would have made her see us as anything less than perfect. Miss you and love you Grandma.
Our world needs more of Geraldine and Karen....🙏🏻
For Grandmothers everywhere, here or in our hearts. Thank you for sharing yours.My Gramma would have especially loved the last photo of the Goldfinch.
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