Sparrows

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These very common small birds are friendly birds and are often surrounded by half a dozen or more of its kind. During cold winter months they feed on seeds and grains. In the spring, summer and fall they feed on insects, flies and mosquitoes. Normally sparrows are noticed in joyful conditions, sing musically and chatterers about the day’s business. There are times a sparrow will mourn; this only happens when the bird’s mate has been killed or its nest and young is destroyed. Although some people may consider them a nuisance and of no monetary value, but accordance to the Bible in the days of Jesus, these tiny birds were an article of commerce as they are now in the Far East.

Eastern Song Sparrow

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Chipping Sparrow

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This vicious sea gull stands its ground by relentless squawking and wings lifted high. It’s ready for a show down as other gulls dive-bomb in pursuit of abandoned turkey scraps.

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A Walk in the Woods

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I see a Barred Owl from the corner of my eye.
Is it stretching its wing or getting ready to fly?
With intense eyes, the owl stares.
I am concerned and a little scared.
I raise my camera and push the button.
Now I know this event will not be forgotten.

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Photo and poem by Richard Smith
Camera used is a Sony A77II, Sony lens 70-400mm, ISO 3200, 400MM, F7.1, AT 1/1000 Sec.

A Bird with a Talon to Fish

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I swoop and dive into the river James.
Out from the shallow water’s a fish I retain.
My young juveniles with open beaks awaits me.
I nourish them with fish I caught by the talons of my feet.

Pictured taken from a Sony A77II, Sony lens 70–400mm,
1/1250 sec., at f5.6, ISO 400, 360mm

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Winter

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Snow does not stop her from hanging out laundry.  The smell of fresh wintry clothes and sheets overpowers the snow and cold.  Although house dryers are today’s means of drying clothes, it still feels good to go back in time.

This is the day of the snow.

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This is the second day after the snow.

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Love, peace and an understanding of gentleness

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Oh to be welcomed amongst a flock of birds and see the excitement of these pigeons. Their wings open like outstretched arms flapping like hands clapping with enthusiasm. It was a pleasure to photograph these exhilarating creatures.

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Hope you enjoy the photo and the written humor!

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Spring has sprung; birds will sing

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Buds are bursting and spring has sprung.

The glum winters’ end has come.

Spring winds blow to welcome a generation of new.

Chirrup! Chirrup! I chirp this song for you..

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A Time for Joy

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After a scorching summer, today is a blessing. The heavy over-cast clouded sky sprayed a light mist throughout the day.  I stepped outside, and a chill hit me like you’d feel when you first jump in the water.  As I walked to the river, I became more aware of my surroundings.

Squirrels noisily scampered over the fallen leaves to search out the fallen acorns.  A crisp autumn day displayed its colors like an artist’s palette of reds, yellows oranges, and browns.  Leaves of oak, maple, and elm laid among the musty rich soil of last year’s decaying leaves.  The once vibrant green leaves still cling to the limbs, are now withered and spotted with age.

I inhaled deeply and smelled the smoke of burning cedar from the chimney of a nearby house.  A fishy scent permeated the air as I came closer to the water.  Like steam from a boiling teapot, cloudy vapors hovered on the waters’ surface.  Drops of rain pelted the water like bait fish jumping in and out of the water.

In the distance, I heard fog horns bellow out their low blaring signal.  Out from the waters cloudy vapor I could see the silhouette of a crab boat.  As it got closer, crab baskets stacked 4 high seem to overflow the boat’s tiny deck.  The boat cut a deep wake making its way to the pier to off load its daily catch of the day.

In these days of technology and fast paced time, we no longer take in the beauty of nature and hear the sounds of joy.   Although the day was dismal and dreary, I found happiness and pleasure in capturing the various senses of my surroundings.