Unexpected, this encounter – piercing golden eyes a coat of mottled feathers, a new visitor to our river – not sure who is more startled.
Perched treetop high plump Indigo releases a sumptuous song. (Submitted for Granny Shot It’s bird of the day and RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku challenge: plump/ luscious.
It’s a bird’s perspective I envy – the ability to perch up high, balanced no matter the weather, unaffected by the drama below – I
A rustle, a song chick-a-dee-dee-dee my heart thrills black cap and grey back he branch hops delightful antics chick-a-dee-dee-dee my camera snaps. (Granny Shot It
Rain teases, trickles, more sweat than shower air thick and smothering sits on my chest. I exhale in puffs willing chest to rise begrudging this
Fierce and majestic, the bald eagles scour the river, while I, in awe stand witness. Last year, it was a mated pair whose white crowns