Stopped under a sycamore, looked up:
bare white limbs against blue, blue sky
and in those branches, flickering, birds...
What kind of birds are you? I asked
and put on my glasses, the better to glimpse
such wing and color, such flashiness.
(lines from "For the birds:
A charm of goldfinches"
by Cecilia Woloch
Ok, so it wasn't a sycamore, it wasn't goldfinches.
They are house finch? or redpoll, but those are unlikely here.
The birds were playing and singing,
and even more unlikely that they play and sing at the local dogpark.
Forget the dogs, I want to watch these birds!
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Gorgeous birds against gorgeous light. I have a soft spot for birds.. I don't know much about them, but they seem like such sweet and graceful creatures.
I awoke yesterday morning to hear birds singing and chirping in the tree next to my window and my thought was, oh, surely spring is just around the corner and over that yonder hill.
One of my favorite kinds of birds.
and they are really charming, so is the quote. beautiful little flashes of color
The look like, to me, what we call purple finches, back east. AKA House finches. I do see and hear them up here, occasionally.
As always, GREAT shots and verse to match!
Going for a hike; I'll look out for the finches.
They are beautiful little birds! Just gorgeous!
Very nice. I'd say house finch, but maybe purple finch. They drive me nuts, trying to tell them apart.
I just heard a couple of finches outside! Love them.
I hope you have a good Valentine's day...
Nice photos and quote. It is nice to be able to put a name to those little birds, but the best part is to enjoy their song. It always makes the day a little brighter.
Beautiful bird photos! I would have forgotten the dogs too.
Meraviglioso !
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