Phoebe in the rain ..day #43

Good bug catching day.
Phoebe looks right...
Phoebe looks left...
Rain is rain is rain, doesn't matter
Dinner's waiting,
Gotta run....

CATbird expounding on 'summer'

Here's a catbird taking a moment
to explain the meaning of summer.
and listen, it's so simply vocalized.
The language of flying feathers.

Oh, and of course, one moment it's now,
and the next, it's gone.

BLUE (bird in the ) GRASS

At first, she seemed too small, almost unnoticeable.
Blue from a distance, but probably
a sunsetting trick of the light.
Then gone in a streak.
But she returned, blue as blue can be.
An Indigo bunting. True blue in summer
We hoped, just a scout, and soon
the rest of the flock would appear.
We waited, and the sun set, the
mosquitos came out. We went home.
Maybe another day, soon, dozens of them at once?

Bobcat, Bobcat ......no, not a bobcat

Shortlived excitement
"Look at the tail....it's a bobcat, a funny looking one'
But no, not a bobcat.
A raccoon , with a tale to tell perhaps......
So what is out there chasing raccoons??
That's another story, another day.

Talking with (a) phoebe, again

Eye contact didn't work today.
She's mad. Annoyed.
I think we ticked her off.
Frightened that delicious bug away.
And then, all those other birds....
Too many have our attention
She's got a lot to do.
No chit chat. Time to fly.

Summer's starting.....

Almost a lazy day...early in the season
The lake's quiet, and roomy
Not many fish biting
Few people about
Fewer boats
Easy to get hooked.

pink lady slippers

cloudy night, little moon light
waiting for dawn, the best time
to search for those 'hard to find'
pink lady slippers.
surprised we were to almost step on two.

and then to find one more,
the last slipper