Last night I dreamt of swallows

a flock of them trying to get in

by the window.


They were blue and black.

Spiritually they represent a

new life and good luck.

Freud believed a swallow

was connected to our

inner feelings.

Desiring freedom.


My feelings while

looking at them in

dream sleep.

Joy ..happiness..peace ..loving.


The very idea of a bird is a symbol and a suggestion to the poet. A bird seems to be at the top of the scale, so vehement and intense is his life, large-brained, large-lunged, hot, ecstatic, his frame charged with buoyancy and his heart with song.”
Naturalist John Burroughs

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After the rain

the Blackbird chicks

cry for food.

They know it’s coming

but still keep

their chorus up.

Soon they will fly

out of the nest

baby wings into the sky.

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“Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed”…Mary Oliver

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It’s been a different Spring for all of us and many restrictions in place. Nature has been my solace and I would love to share some of the wing shots I have taken over the past few months. Take care and stay safe everyone.


I stared up 

at the sky

feeling tied to 

the ground.

I wish I could fly

with wings widespread

playing my own music 

in deep blue skies.

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most magnificent

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Birds of Spring

bright melodies

in golden light

and budding trees.a beautiful song-1

I’ve got a song to sing..

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Oh where shall I place my nest…

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I sing to you each morning..

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“Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm.” John Muir

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Bird watching definitely helps us accept things we cannot control. I barely felt the pouring rain this morning while watching these beautiful Eagles. It was only when I felt the wet soaking through my coat that I decided it was time to go. I was surprised that three hours had passed since I began my trek, it really put things into perspective. I felt free and wondered about people who call bird-watching “nature’s yoga”. I had to agree that it does have a restorative effect on mind and body.

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To be standing together in a frosty field, looking up into the sky, marvelling at birds and revelling in the natural world around us, was a simple miracle. And I wondered why we were so rarely able to appreciate it.”
― Lynn Thomson

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rainbows-1I felt the gold

on my face.

I was running

towards the end.

I knew the moment

the sky embraced

the earth,

that I was one 

with a rainbow.

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“Count your rainbows, not your thunderstorms”..Alyssa Knight

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Being connected to nature has always been an essential element in my life. Birding is my go to elixir these days. This morning I found myself lost in a field surrounded by deep marshes and bird song. I have never felt better. I sat down on a grassy bank and just listened..if you close your eyes and try to identify each bird sound you will notice that before you know it a couple of hours have passed. When you come out of your reverie you feel refreshed and ready for anything.

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“I’ve had a wonderful season chasing my feathered friends”..

Birds are some of the best ambassadors from the natural world. They interact with other animals, plants and even humans. If you stay quiet long enough and observe you begin to understand the interconnections. Birding is also very good for your health and some mornings I can hardly wait to get outside and get moving in search of a new bird to discover…


Loud cheery Starlings everywhere! 

“May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living”. EE Cummings

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Faded bark

and hollowed heart.

Your mighty years

in solid rings.

Now you lie

with broken roots,

mossed remains

and shallow hope.

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“To really feel a forest canopy one must use different senses, and often the most useful one is the sense of imagination.”― Joan Maloof

Under the forest canopy

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I stood in the field

and thought….

of nature

I will never

have enough.

A man

asked me….

“What do you see”?


I responded..

God’s love

is all around me.

I see birds singing

Eagles flying.

Life weaving

it’s beautiful path.

Can you not see?

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Early morning reflections..

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Looking for breakfast…

A beautiful web-1

Life weaving it’s beautiful path…

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A blackbird singing his joyous song…

An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.. Henry David Thoreau

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I am beautiful

Morning shines

fog and sun


A rolling hue

toward the skies. 

A spark of faith

fills the air.

Wings and peace

are everywhere. 

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beautiful wings


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