Where Were The Birds Today?

I was early out in the garden today ready to be greeted by the birds and the cat. Where were they? Definitely missing. I waited for a while, did some weeding, a bird or two came for a drink in the water I put out but apart from that – zilch. And I was all ready just to sit and meditate and enjoy the unfolding of the day. It’s actually my neighbor who puts out food for the birds but I guess they ate it all yesterday. I must set up a feeding station in my yard!

Listening to the Birds

Working in my garden this morning, I spent a fair bit of time just standing still, watching and listening to the small birds coming and going in trees. I even saw a hummingbird taking a drink from a small dish, meant for the birds.

My garden a few years ago
Color here and there
The clump of daisies is about the only reminder of the garden as it used to be
Northern Flicker but the one I saw yesterday was not blue – is there such a bird as the Southern Flicker?
Shadows on my deck – a long time ago

Bird Up Close

What a thrill I had this morning as I was working (slowly) in my garden, pulling up weeds. I looked up and was I ever surprised to see a Northern Flicker perched on the fence. I watched for a while – he or she hopped down and pecked around on the ground for a good while and then flew back up to perch on the fence. I turned away and thought about what a great sight – suddenly WHOOSH the Northern Flicker flew right past my ear – I flinched – and ducked!!

Earlier I was very happy to see a. Stellar Jay and of course numerous finches and even humming birds.

Identity?

My Grandparent’s Home

This was my grandparent’s home in Winchester Massachusetts. The photo is from 2017. My grandparents lived here from the late 1920’s to the early 1940’s. I am thinking of them today because one of my cousins has sent me photographs of the dinner service that my grandparents used when they lived in that house . I don’t know when that house was built but I’m guessing it might have been in the 1920’s.- a long time ago now.

My cousin is planning to pass that dinner service on to a family member of the next generation. I wonder if it will be used for dinner parties in the 2020’s and ’30’s. I wonder ……..dining is far more casual now. But there might be an occasion for more formality, who knows.

Family photo – Auntie (my grandfather’s sister), me, cousin Betsy, our grandmother Friend – 1939 sitting on the front steps of the Wildwood Street home

The Fisherman And The Downrunner

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The Fisherman And The Downrunner

©02-20-2019 Allen E. Rizzi

Old and bent, he slowly walked the water

Where he had fished so many years before.

The salmon of his youth splashed sporadically

As they made their way upstream to spawn.

Peering into a quiet pool, he spied him:

The downrunner, dark with flaccid flesh

And dull eyes that looked up to his reflection.

He had lived, spawned and now was dying.

He stared and thought that they had passed

Once before on this very stream some years ago.

But of course, that was impossible.

Both man and fish had found different currents.

He was slowly crumbling away

Like burnt toast in the water.

He pitied him, the frequent foe

For he had won and now was lost.

A ripple downstream brought the hope

Of new life lightly looming.

But in the end, each rebirth

Was just an echo of a…

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Welcome Home

Katerina enjoying the sunshine on our deck

Guess who was waiting on my front step when I went over to my house this morning.

Katerina in the garden – in former days

My garden is now very overgrown but I’m making progress on clearing all the weeds. It’ is so nice to be pottering in the garden and enjoying Katerina’s company. This morning she poked around for about an hour before she left me to stalk the small birds next door. I saw a lovely small finch with a red head – I had never heard of that bird until recently when it was mentioned by another blogger.