The Border Patrol
At least thats what my cousin in Alaska called it when she E-mailed me this photograph.
(UPDATE: I'm wondering if it is Canada... and if the road sign is photo-shopped in? Any guesses?)
Sing in Spring
I've heard the voice of this little wren in the bushes around my patio -- echoing through my back yard as if through a megaphone. So much volume coming out of this little feathered bit of avian life.
Today it actually perched in the top of the pine that grows in our neighbors yard and hangs its branches over into the corner of our back yard. As it declared its territory I dare not infringe - instead I stayed on my side of the yard and used the digital zoom to captured its aria of spring.
I was hoping another Bewick would respond. Perhaps now would be a good time to find a wren box and place it in a safe nesting spot.
Today it actually perched in the top of the pine that grows in our neighbors yard and hangs its branches over into the corner of our back yard. As it declared its territory I dare not infringe - instead I stayed on my side of the yard and used the digital zoom to captured its aria of spring.
I was hoping another Bewick would respond. Perhaps now would be a good time to find a wren box and place it in a safe nesting spot.
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off the subject! I read on Heathers post your husband was a firefighter? Ohhh I secretly have a thing for firefighters. My friend and I call it CODE RED when they are at the grocery store we shop at. A few weeks ago they were doing the boot money thing at an intersection near our business. 4 of the men were from my church. I got change for a twenty and drove around and around the block dropping one dollar at at time. Ahh firefighters.
Jenny in Ca
Elizabeth Joy
They look so cuddly.
Perhaps they coming back to tell their families that "they have been to the end of earth".
Maybe it's an initiation only for the bravest of bears.