landing

a downy duck

on a snowy

day 

here...

three 

purple finches

and then

gone... 

redbreast for real

high up on

treetop

a month to the day

of the beginning of spring

the first sighting 

rush in

usher in

wing wing wing

 

touching down

one duck in the backyard

yesterday

another one

today

enroute

or 

on spec for digs?

FYI

the river is

that

way...

spring Monday

catkins blowing

on a cloudy

day 

sometimes...

you hear them

before you see them

but then your heart skips

a beat with joy

listening to their

sweet song

and knowing that

once again

for another year

the robins

have

returned 

immediately following the eclipse...

the first butterfly

~

on the wings

of 

hope

heard this morning...

a beautiful 

treetop call

sight

unseen

~

and as long

as there

are 

birds