PenguinArt by Kate Garchinsky

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…and I could not be happier about it.

Up late after churning out some informational graphics for a client, I’m kept company by a warm beagle at my feet, and a pair of barred owls in the woods outside my window.

“Who cooks for you, dear? Who cooks for yooooooooooou?” they hoot and hop from tree to tree, as if asking around for a restaurant recommendation. I suppose that’s one way to trick a mouse to dinner.

These and other birds have been stirring my imagination in new ways lately, which only felt like pecking until I participated in a guided meditation. Since then I feel renewed and back in touch with my creativity, and I have my dear friend Katrina Martin to thank for it. She can help you get unstuck too, you know. That’s what healing dreamers who love purple do best.

You go check out her blog while I head to bed and quickly, before the dawn birds begin bickering with the owls.

Oh no, I am too late. It only takes one. Today it is Crow.

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“How I love the mist of dew drops in my feathers this morning,” tooweets the Towhee.

“Yes! And I am hungry!” barks the Blue Jay.

“Swwweet thistle seed! Swweeet thistle seed!” squeaks the Goldfinch between beakfuls.

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” peeps mother Robin.

“Meeeee?” Catbird mews.

“No! You! Not you! Not you!” scolds Robin.

“Me? Who, me?” Robin’s little fledge pips.

“You! Yes, you! You there!” she replies. “Here! Over here. Get over here.”

“Whyyyyyyy?” mocks Catbird.

“Not you! You! Come Fledgeling, do not dilly, dally not!” mother Robin peeps and chups. “The ground is soft and wormy. Eat! Eat! Autumn  will be here soon.”

 

Tag: birds

Common Yellow Throat, Car Collision, Appleton Road, Kemblesville Pennsylvania
Screech Owls munch on Katydids. Carolina Wrens play with their food. Bats don’t like Barred Owls. Cedar Waxwings flap backwards for blueberries. Don’t look at the Wood Ducks the wrong way. Female Scarlet Tanagers are not scarlet, they are an olive-yellow. Mourning Doves are sweet and far too vulnerable. Pigeons don’t roost in trees because they’re Rock Doves. Baby House Wrens and Carolina Wrens do huddle but trust not! Mallard Ducks make great pets if you really love duck poop all over everything. Bow your head and lower your eyes in the presence of the Bald Eagle.
Grey Catbirds have tiny black whiskers. Blue Jays may seem a bit slow as babies, but don’t get used to it. They learn fast. Ignore the desperate cries of baby House Finches, Cardinals, Grackles and Cowbirds. They will beg until they eat themselves to death. Baby Brown-Headed Cowbirds are never fed by Brown-Headed Cowbirds. A Northern Cardinal is a very large finch. During migration, a Ruby-Throated Hummingbird might return to the same feeder on the same day of the same month year after year. Crows bore easily and require special toys in captivity. They also appreciate mirrors when alone, as do Purple Martins and Barn Swallows. To observe an American Goldfinch chase after a little white butterfly and catch it in mid-air is inspiring.
In 2014 the Passenger Pigeon will have been deemed extinct for 100 years, with its untimely demise due entirely to human ignorance and exploitation. The species went from being one of the most abundant birds in the world during the 19th century to rapid extinction early in the 20th century.
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