inside this house,
there are featherless chicks
stirring in their paper shells?
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- the month of april says farewell
- what a swift and silent beauty
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- in every neighborhood
- on the train ride home
- or perhaps baltimore has gone
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18 comments:
I hope so... hopefully they are young bluebirds and not turkeys.
Cannot wait to see some of those baby chicks this year! We often have birds nest in our hanging baskets by our front door, and we wait to see their birth and growth with much anticipation and excitement. We're terribly disappointed when they occasionally bypass our house.
Interesting little house you have there!
That is a nice little house, but the tree, how old is that?
Who knows what's behind a window? That's why we like to picture them, and are curious to know what's inside all kinds of homes..
don't uplug...i, too, am awed by the girth of the trees on this property. but i don't know their age.
Fabulous trees!
Not yet, Sweetheart! We're in NE don't forget. hahaha
I hope so. This year (boo-hoo) the coal tits didn't nest in the box on the terrace. Perhaps they will - perhaps it's a little early. Hope you see baby fledglings.
That's a huge tree. An oak, perhaps? Cute wee birdhouse. Your words are always so poetic.
Oops! I was going to say I don't know if gators are colorblind. I think they'll eat any bird, no matter the color. And they'll sometimes take a chunk out of a human leg if they think it's a fish. :-) In south Florida, in the Everglades, we've got a new problem: Pythons! People have let loose their pet pythons and the things have multiplied and they're eating everything, too.
That would make for a happy home!
Tis that time of year. If we are seeing the same ducklings today that we saw on Monday then we have 8 and we are down 4. Otherwise there may be two new families in the pond. Tis that time of year.
Today the finches returned to our porch, apparently looking for last year's birdhouse which has not yet been re-hung. They sat there a long while, as if to nudge us. "Come on, where's our house?!"
I am not sure, but I like it very much anyway...
Great shot. Reminds me of the Hobbit books. I'm wondering who might be living inside the tree.
That tree trunk is epic Brattcat, that's one of the things I love about trees, they're so enduring, and you have to wonder about all the changes that have occurred around them as they sit and age with so much dignity.
Gorgeous little house, I'm also impressed by the texture of the tree, it's beautiful!
Léia
So cute! The tree looks huge.
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