Friday, September 30, 2011


....The birds around me hopped and played,
    their thoughts I cannot measure:_____
    But the least motion which they made,
   It seemed a thrill of pleasure.....
                       from the poem "Lines Written in Early Spring"
 by Wm Wordsworth

I look forward to the season that brings birds to my feeders.  Each bird seems to have it's own personality and type of behavior.  This is a Ruby-Crowned Kinglet.  It's eggs are a creamy kind of pink with brown splotches all over it. It's quick, energetic and full of mischief!

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