The various nuthatches and woodpeckers continue to be somewhat shy and aloof, although they come a little closer each visit. There were throngs of chickadees about this weekend though, and they were in sociable mode, sitting on my shoulders, hat and parka hood, chirping their thanks right into my ears as I filled their feeders along the trail into the woods.Overhead, the ravens were indulging in aerial manoeuvres, and enthralled by the blue skies and the sunlight, they were burbling away at the tops of their lungs as they performed their high altitude dives and spirals. Why is a collection of ravens called an unkindness when they are such cheery and exuberant birds, such tricksters?
My pneumonia lingers, and I should not have been out in the woods at all, but I so needed to go, and I did. To remain indoors would have been a travesty.
4 comments:
A "little" fresh air is probably good for you. So sorry you are feeling sick.
Take care of yourself, but I know how you need to get outside, despite being poorly. The call of the woods, the fields, the birds; it has to be followed.
cate, fresh air~always good...
one of my favorite birds...lovely!
Cate, loving these close up, continually blown away by your moons, and frustrated by my inability, just now, to email you a little belated Valentine's Day something... got a bounceback message.
Maybe send me an email when you get a sec? (shelleyq (at) yahoo (dot) com)
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