beneath him, a spot of bright yellow hops around the grass. Now. Those wing bars look like they belong to a Yellow-throated Vireo but it could be a Pine Warbler, a Horned Lark… I can’t think right now. Somebody tell me.
Mystery bird was the last photo I took this week and I’m running out of them to share! Today, I’ll just comment on a few leftover snapshots.
So here I sit, drumming my fingernails on this desk, chin cupped in hand, wondering if words will come. Not many today.
Today’s favorite photo.
In the subfreezing wind, Mourning Dove dreams of spring.
This is what she thought of me.
Stunning, wherever you find them.
Dear Readers, on this Thursday evening, if you crave color, excitement, and exquisite writing, please treat yourself and visit TR of From the Faraway, Nearby. Take a trip around the world with him and you just might see or read about someone you know in this community. He hosted I and the Bird today and let me tell you, he’s a grand host. With every post he shares, he proves to be the master of arts. You must see!