The little white-bellied junco that perched atop my bird feeding pole was grateful, I’ll bet, for a place to feed on the frosty winter day. His friends, the loud and obtrusive blue jay and the shy, red cardinal also make their visits, reminding me that there’s still such thing as color in the white of winter. The pole, a Christmas present to me, sits outside my study window and is a pleasant diversion. It invites me to peek up from my writing and watch a whole new community at work. Researching the jay’s calls on the internet, I find that there are four of them and they each have a distinct sound. There’s the squeaky gate, the bell call, the hawk alarm, and the jay-jay-jert. Amazing. Now, maybe you’re not the “bird nerd” that I am... Click here to read more photo credit: James Marvin Phelps
Darlene Callihan
1/14/2013 05:29:32 am
I'm not what your daughter refers to as a "bird nerd", but I have always enjoyed watching the antics of animals. When I taught second grade, my class always had an annual trip to the zoo, which I always enjoyed. I marveled at the creativity that God had when he created animals, and I also thought he had to have a whimsical side and sense of humor when he put a horn on the rhinocerus, the huge ears of the elephants, and the playful tails of monkeys. Then, I further thought, forget the animals . . . he must have had a sense of humor when he created me and my antics! Comments are closed.
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