I have not written much in 2015. The muse won’t get out of the hot tub and I am super busy with new church. They keep me hopping. However, a new threat to the already endangered Whooping Crane is enough to jump start my brain. One of the draws to this area is that Wishek…
The relentless fall winds blow in today as if they never left; instead, waiting and gathering strength deep in the prairie dog holes. Free now, the winds oddly sound like heavy ocean waves, and their ferocity ebbs and flows like the breaking of those waves near the shoreline. The remnant summer flowers bow down at…
Last night while washing dishes, I saw a momma sparrow and two fledglings on my finch feeder. The mom was pulling out seeds and feeding the young ones, who perched on the shepherds crook shown below. When finches or unrelated sparrows came by, the mom knocked them away. This morning, the two fledglings perched on…
I stayed in bed about an hour this morning listening to the birds. They reminded me of a loud meeting. In the background I heard the constant song/chatter of the sparrow. The yellow-eyed Brewers Blackbird offered his one note, a sweet threeeeee. A Crow pitched in now and then with his grumpy caaaww. The Doves…
I decide to avoid writing today about weather. This cold front is covering the entire country, so everyone is in a pickle..Even people in Arizona are suffering through a frigid 50 degrees. But more important, thinking about homeless people across the country makes me less self-absorbed. Besides, who wants to hear how I could not…