Little brown sparrow
focusing on black capped seeds
The five seven five syllables of haiku
just doesn't seem to convey the softness of the feathers as the sunlight hits the small sweet sparrows as they feed on the birdfeeder right outside the kitchen window. I sit on the well worn wooden bench made by Ray eating cereal with prunes watching the sparrows dip their beaks into the seeds. Watching as they raise their heads guarding their perch. Small little birds feeding while the goldfinches feed from the thistle sock feeders.
We decided that one yard can only provide so many goldfinch areas to nest. This morning there were five on the feeders, more than the three that seem to be a permanent fixture.
Blackberry winter came with a heavy frost. Tomatoes protected. Eggshells being collected and drying.
Carol Ingram Moore
Take time to play, create, and have fun!