Today was a quiet day around here. This morning the male Downy Woodpecker came for a suet snack, no seed wreath today so there wasn't any fallout for the squirrel.
I was lucky to turn away from the crossword puzzle this morning in time to see a Nuthatch at the birdbath. Naturally it turned around just as I snapped the picture so all we get is a rear view.
Mr. and Mrs. Cardinal were here at the same time, he on the platform feeder, she at the birdbath. I haven't seen any birds in the birdie tree yet but I'll give it time. Maybe I'll brave sprinkling a little seed on it to lure them over there. I just don't want to attract any rats.It snowed just enough to make the streets slick this afternoon. I had knitting guild tonight so had to go downtown to the meeting. It wasn't too slippery getting around but I was careful not to speed--too much.
17 January--Tropical Obsession.
The
ancient limestone thrusts its jagged and tortured bones above the sea that
swirls angrily at its base. The grinding waves shove broken pieces back and
forth, polishing them into a semblance of smoothness. You can tell how long the
pieces have been exposed. The dark just-revealed parts grasp the skin like
Velcro, leaving hundreds of tiny cuts behind; the older pieces are smooth and
bleached nearly white. Underwater when a Parrotfish takes a bite of coral for
the juicy polyps it contains the scar left behind is white. But the cliffs that
bare themselves to the pounding waves are nearly black. The dark color lends an
air of menace to the already forbidding rocks that jut like rotten jagged teeth
from the foaming salty saliva of the earth.
Today was a sad day. I didn't cook anything or sew anything or finish any knitting today so all you get to see are the birds. Maybe things will perk up tomorrow.
--Barbara
1 comment:
Every day can't be golden. Gotta take the bad with the good I guess but let's hope the good comes right back and outweighs the bad. Even the "Tropical Obsession" was kinda bleak.
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