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We have been watching the wrens build their nests…


God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest.
J. G. Holland


May 27, 2013 · 6:36 pm

Wordless Wednesday…Birds

Week 1: Wordless Wednesday continues into 2012… Birds!!!

Wordless Wednesday..Week 1


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Wordless Wednesday…Hummer

Hummingbirds are visiting the feeders throughout the day.  Here is the one I was lucky enough to catch on film…

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free as a bird…

I knew they were coming…it happens every year…today was the day! They probably number in the thousands.  It’s THE BIRDS!!!(no not those BIRDS) The activity in our yard resembles an aerial aviation convention.  Complete with precision formations and aerial stunts and dive bombers.  The colors span the rainbow.   And our otherwise peaceful neighborhood has been transformed into the Bird Convention!  And the conventioneers are busy chatting it up with their neighbors. 

I read once, sorry I  don’t remember where, that the area of Texas we live in has the largest variety of birds in the United States.  Originally I thought that’s one of those BIG Texas stories the natives like to tell.  However, this morning I believe it may actually be true. 

The birds in our yard this morning, numbering in the hundreds,  as far as I could tell, were the common grackle, sparrows or finches, its possible the smaller birds were house wrens as well as  a downy woodpecker or a red bellied woodpecker.  We already have had the pleasure of being visited by the hummingbirds and Owls are common in our neck of the woods. But, When I saw the flash of blue out of the corner of my eye I immediately knew what it was.  The Eastern Bluebirds!! They have always been my favorite!    There are several pairs flitting about searching for their nesting spot. 

I immediately called my Dad to share my excitement.  He reciprocated with his own enthusiasm and instructions on how to build and place the nesting boxes for the bluebirds.  Should they find suitable accommodations they will return every year.  Oh, how wonderful would that be!

I am not a birder but Ido  share my Dad’s love for the feathered creatures.  My dad is a bird man.  He has raised birds his entire life, all kinds.  At one time I think he had 75 parakeets, green, yellow, blue and violet.  He has also raised and shown fancy pigeons.  He even used homing pigeons to arrange dates with my Mom when they were in highschool.  Really!

I am on the lookout for a little bird my Dad calls a POP!  I have only seen them twice in my life.  It was either during the fall or spring migration.  They are small like wrens and each are a different color.  If you happen to know anything about this little bird we call a POP please drop me a line or a link. 

I always enjoy my Saturday mornings out here in the country but this morning as been truly delightful!

Matthew 6:26 “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”


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today…i wish i were a poet…the sounds of silence and so much more

On days like today, I wish I were a poet.  I wish my words could describe this moment in time in a way that would draw you in and delight you with what you hear.  I am sitting in what may be my new favorite spot, on my back patio at the end of the day surrounded by nature. 

The very first sound I notice is the sound of silence.  It is so peaceful!   I do not hear cars or emergency vehicles in the distance.  I do not hear airplanes overhead or  noisy neighbors.  I hear nature!!!

Then the sounds begin to come in layers.  At first I hear the chirping and singing birds and then the buzzing of the bees.  I hear the call of the crow and hoot of the owl.  There are at least a dozen different bird songs all happening at this very moment.    I hear the falling acorns and the scurrying squirrels. I can hear the distant bark of a dog and the low hum of a tractor. 

Then there is my favorite sound of all of natures sounds,  the gentle sound of the wind rustling the leaves on the trees.  At first I can see the movement in the trees at a distance, and then I hear the leaves begin to rustle as the wind works its way through the canopy, then I can feel it… the cool gentle breeze.

The sound grows louder and the breeze washes over me and then it is gone leaving me waiting, hoping for more.   Then there it is again, softly gently soothing fresh and clean, a wave filled with sound and movement.  On the breeze is the smell of barbecue and the sound of children laughing. 

It’s as though God himself is wrapping His loving arms around me to let me know that He is here with me, watching over me, sending me a little message of hope in the caress of the wind.

I linger waiting, listening and wishing…that I had the words… i wish i were a poet…


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