Birds, summer or winter, a joy wherever they are, whether in flight
or singing their hearts out from a branch. And then there’s their imitators, animal and human …
red-winged blackbird
sings from the reeds
maples in bud 
*****
high wire act
on the bird suet
a squirrel
*****
the child dances
on the stage
a bird in flight
To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.
I’a a birder, watch & photograph, very nicely said, touches me.
Many thanks, Francine. I so pleased that the birds have come back to our
feeder; we’ve had a dearth of them for awhile, suspect they may have died
during the cold snap.