To live on the countryside or in foothills of the mountains sounds divine to me right now. At our age, I wonder if there are assisted living residences tucked away in scenic, natural surroundings. HA! Probably not ;-) My tiny 1/3 acre habitat needs more work. More native plants, flowers, and more bird feeders!
I can recognize birds by sound this year and how they change with the seasons.
When I listen to my backyard birds, I know who is waiting in the wings.
I admire this chatty little bird. They make me smile.
Red, grumpy-looking old men are loud lately,
and their nags are grumpy, too.
I’m glad for the sweet-natured.
I’m seeing some hints of spring.
It’s only February. The weather changes overnight. There could be ice.
I'm already thinking of hummingbirds…
I'm so glad to end this post. I need some caffeine now. Maybe it's the season, but I just bored myself to tears. Heck, I couldn't even think of a decent title for this post. If you're still here, pour yourself a diet Coke or a cup of coffee. I understand...