Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Yellow-green,
wafting like a leaf in the wind to the top of a live oak,
disappearing but for your white breast,
and savoring,
as I do,
I still stink at identifying birds, so I’m not even going to embarrass myself trying.
I will say I’ve never seen one like that, though. I really need to get out more!
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I'll let you know if anyone else knows! I'm terrible at remembering birds anyway.
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So very poetic – both the words and the photos!
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The photos are very good and also very meaningful one that is. Thanks for sharing.
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lovely little stone….the kiss of winter and its rain…lovely little bird you captured….
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Looks like an American Goldfinch to me. What do I win if I’m right? Lol.
Beautiful images Barb. xo
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I think you’re right, Barb. Not a birder myself, but here is the description of the male and female from the Audubon Society website:
This small songbird measures about 5 inches long with a 7.75 inch wingspan and weighs .34 ounces. The male has a bright yellow face framed by a black bib, crown, nape, back and bill. A black eye stripe runs from the bill through the eye to the nape. The lower parts are white, with two thick and jagged black lines running along the sides. The upper wing is grey with two thick, white wing bars. The female looks similar, but her throat is white, her upperparts are grey, her eyestripe is thin, and her wingbars are smaller than the male’s.
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Not sure what kind of bird, but love your small stone description!
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My guess – it’s one of two that are mentioned in the “a-bird-in-hand-is-worth”.
That phrase needs an update.
A bird in your picture is worth two you missed because you didn’t have your camera ready. Yeah I know I need to work on the phrase.
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What a beautiful post, and such a sweet little one!
Wishing you a wonderful weekend.
xo.
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Oh, what a sweet post- loved the words and the photos! I certainly don´t know what kind of bird it is but, it sure is pretty!! hugs
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It does look like the American Goldfinch, non-breeding adult male. What a great catch, Barbara! He’s so purty and so brave out there in the rain. Bless his little heart.
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Proud Songsters
The thrushes sing as the sun is going,
And the finches whistle in ones and pairs,
And as it gets dark loud nightingales
In bushes
Pipe, as they can when April wears,
As if all Time were theirs.
These are brand new birds of twelvemonths’ growing,
Which a year ago, or less than twain,
No finches were, nor nightingales,
Nor thrushes,
But only particles of grain,
And earth and air and rain.
— Thomas Hardy
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So beautiful!
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I know! Such a cutie! Thanks for letting me know what he was. Hope he comes around another day!
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Thank you so much, Juana! Sending a big hug back to you!
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Thank you, Lisa! As you can see, it was a busy weekend. It's Wednesday and I'm finally almost caught up with my email! Hope you're having a beautiful week!
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I think that's a perfect update for the saying!! It's true – I've missed many because I didn't have the right lens, that's for sure!
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Thank you! I'm loving this challenge and have managed to keep up with them, although obviously I'm having trouble keeping up with emails, blog reading, and comments! Sigh.
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Thank you, Richard! Most people are saying it's a goldfinch, but I still think there's a chance it's a warbler.
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Um…you win the satisfaction of knowing you were right! lol Thanks, Nancy!
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Thank you, Brian! I love this challenge. Of course, you write a ton of small stones every day!
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Thank you, Fiona!
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Long Hollow 
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