I went to Forks of the Credit Park hoping to find the Bluebirds that I saw here in spring.
No sign of them though at least one of their boxes had occupants.
Many people put out boxes hoping to attract bluebirds and end up with House Wrens instead.
MYSTERY BIRD
I will identify it at the end of the post.
The Clay-coloured Sparrow is not common in our area but I did find some.
Field Sparrows were also about:
and Goldfinches:
Park views:
Some botany:
MYSTERY BIRD
I heard their drink-your-teeee call throughout my visit. The rufous sides identify this as an Eastern Towhee.
NATURE POETRY
The flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to stay
Tempts and then flies.
What is this world’s delight?
Lightning that mocks the night,
Brief even as bright. – Percy Shelley (1792 – 1823)
Miles Hearn
Such lovely photos, as always. And I simply love all the poetry too, Miles.
Such charming and delightful bird pictures! You really capture the sense of (carefree?–they are working!) “whimsy” and feelings of joy that birds can inspire. Or is that too “romantic/”anthropomorphic” of me? If so, I am in good company when it comes to birds of a certain feather, anyway. Guess you should have included a hawk killing something–House Wrens taking homes away from Bluebirds doesn’t quite cut it when I know what their singing is like, disappointing/unfair as it may be. (Sorry! I know you wanted to see them! Thanks for including previous pictures.)
Well, Shelly’s beautiful, bittersweet poem restores perspective where nature, even as metaphor, is concerned.
The botanicals and scenery are also a pleasure. Thanks, Miles!
I mean SHELLEY! (I’m a terrible speller!) He died tragically young at Nature’s hands. But then, don’t we all? (Not all young, but ultimately as a result of Nature’s Imperative)