For the Birds
In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.
Robert Wilson Lynd
seagulls vying for a spot on the top of a lifeguard tower
A mockingbird between songs
Crow trying to out-sing the wind
Morning Coffee
Above me
The mourning dove sings,
the gulls cry out,
the mockingbird proudly
practices drills -
all of them
Unbothered by the disapproving
Clucks and coos of pigeons
Circling on the pavement below .
The herons mind their
Business, not making a sound
Or even acknowledging me
As an egret with a neck so thin
It can barely support his head
Picks his way silently
through the tall grass
And oh- here comes the crow;
my familiar friend
Calling on the wind
reminding me
everywhere i go
I am still home
Night heron watching the water at the marina
Great blue heron on top of the world
a tense green heron fishing
At the edge of the ocean, a crow walked beside me for awhile
A great egret gathering food from the tall grass in the park
Crow flying off a lifeguard tower
The sound of birds stops the noise in my mind.
Carly Simon
Coming from the quiet snowy retreat of my little house in Michigan to bright and noisy Miami Beach was a little bit of a shock to my system. I woke up the entire first week not knowing where I was. But after the initial adjustment, I found my routine here again and more importantly, where to go to be quiet and talk to the birds over morning coffee.
Thank you so much for being here! I will see you soon!
Seagulls watching sunrise
Sunrise
Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me.
Henry David Thoreau
gorgonian branches reaching for sunlight
the sun rises dripping from the ocean
a stranded man-o-war dressed in blue and gold
humans interact with the elements in beautiful and curious ways (man standing on a stack of beach loungers, flying a drone)
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread.
John Muir
Rising before dawn
I hear morning calling me-
with a seagull’s voice.
One thing I really love about being in Miami is going down to the ocean to watch the sun rise every day. This week the sky has been spectacular. I hesitate to share sunrise photos sometimes, because someone once told me sunrise/sunset photos are cliches. So - here’s to celebrating a beautiful cliche. Hope you can get out to see one in person wherever you are.
Thank you so much for being here. See you next week!
A great egret spreads his wings in the park. I wonder if he knows how beautiful he is. Time to fly.
Love and Flowers
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
Iris Murdoch
White London Phalaenopsis Orchid
Creeping-Oxeye
A little fly enjoying the Creeping-oxeye
Dwarf Morning Glory
Buttercup along the boardwalk
Great Bougainvillea against white stucco
I picked
flowers - silky
white, bright yellow
deep pink, pale blue - a few
flowers within flowers - and all
for you.
I am so glad you are here. It helps me realize how beautiful my world is.
Ranier Maria Rilke
These flowers are my Valentine’s Day gift to you. I hope your week was full of love.
I am humbled and grateful that you spend a few minutes every week to read this little blog. Thank you.