leaves wings and other such things

birds

halloween bootanical

from the earth a garden  h a l l o w e e n   b o o o o -t a n i c a l   b o o o o-q u e t.

bootanical

 

 

 

 

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bird family sanctuary

red finch

The restless birds in the tree-tops high
Are shaking their wings at last,
And chirp, and twitter their songs of praise,
As the dawn comes on so fast.

—Mary Dow Brine

thrasher

a sanctuary filled with an extended family—so many beautiful birds, delightful birds, playful, flying, scampering birds—thrashers, sparrows, woodpeckers, starlings, and titmice and and and.

 

backyard bird kingdom

 

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swinging with playful birds

swinging with playful birds singing chirping dancing playing.

 

playful birds swinging

from a wired article, 01-08-14:

orvids, the group of birds that includes ravens, crows, jays, and magpies, have quite the reputation. Ravens can use insight to solve problems, crows make and use a variety of tools, and jays can remember the past and plan for the future.

boy with singing bird on his head

These birds are also known to be particularly explorative and playful. They are very interested in novel objects, regularly manipulating things they find and even taking and stashing objects. . . .Animals learn about their physical environment by interacting with objects, and corvids may build up a knowledge database of their world through object exploration. This might help them discover new sources of food, evade different kinds of predators, or adapt to changing or new environments. [Ivo] Jacobs says corvids fit this picture because they are relatively large-brained, long-lived, adaptable, playful, and innovative.

They are known for their behavioral flexibility and interest in new things. Object caching may reflect an exploratory spirit. . . .
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except from article by: Jacobs, I. F., Osvath, M., Osvath, H., Mioduszewska, B., von Bayern, A. M. P., and Kacelnik, A. (2013). 

 

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into the peace of the wild things

cardinals & nest in rose bush

 

 

When despair for the world grows in me
& I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go & lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, & the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, & am free.

—Wendell Berry

 

there is clover, ferns, wild flowers, a thick texture of leaves, the roses are in bloom, & the birds are sound & sight. the cardinals nest in the rose bushes & trees. i love the spring. wild things are all around——i hope they’ll stay.

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moth to the light

in honor of the new year

luna moths—who gravitate toward light.

 

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a symbol of spiritual growth, awareness, & rebirth.

to light & transformation in 2014.

 

lunaMoth12of2

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crows sing halloween

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crows sing a paul simon influenced halloween greeting—

no tricks.       only treats.

crows singing a Paul Simon influenced Halloween melody
these festive creatures want to dispell the dark reputation given to crows for centuries.

here is some insight on these wicked scary (?), wicked smart creatures.

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the sound of flight

perhaps if we really listened, really heard what was said in bird songs, perhaps then—

we could be transported—imagine the sound, the wind—experience.

 

bird song describing flight

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I fly because it releases my mind
from the tyranny of petty things.
—Antoine de Saint-Exupéry 

 

Flying might not be all plain sailing,
but the fun of it is worth the price.

—Amelia Earhart 

spacerbird song describing the experience of flight to a goat

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the sea & the wings

in my dream the sea releases a flock of birds from the foam of the wave—

so much is possible in nature—

little distinction between reality & fantasy

 

the foam of the wave releases a flock of birds

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tweet type twig

sweet little birds dancing through the branches—perhaps the hawks are charmed by their songs & colors.

birds amoung the glyphs from their songs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i am certainly delighted by their presence all around me.

  here are some barn swallows

   a nuthatch

  & some waxwings.

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cranewife and osprey

My crane wife arrived at my door in the moonlight

All star bright & tongue-tied
I took her in

We were married & bells rang
sweet for our wedding

And our bedding was ready when we fell in

 

 

Sound the keening bell
To see it’s painted red
Soft as fontanel
The feathers in the thread
When all I ever meant to do was to keep you
My crane wife
My crane wife
My crane wife

—The Decemberists   The Crane Wife

woman seatted with cranes & protected by an osprey

 

 

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