This morning I was entranced by the neighbors' locust trees. They had been in full bloom and now the petals were dropping. It looked like a snow shower with all petals softly falling to the ground.
I put out my usual hand full of peanuts for the blue jays this morning. And went back inside the house to watch the jays and all the funny things that they do. I watched for a time the comings and goings of the jays. But then there was a group of three jays on the table and each one was bobbing up and down making that funny "whoop" sounds that jays make. It seemed like some sort of jay ritual of gratitude.
When Joseph got back from his route today he mentioned hearing a Bob White in the neighborhood. Later when i went out to water plants i heard a whistle... thought it was the neighbors whisting for his dog. But sure enough it was the Bob White. I ran inside to grab my camera and when i returned the bob white was gone, sigh... but a short time later i heard the bob white call and patiently waited. Then Mr. White came waddling through the yard. First tot he birch tree where i have placed a shallow pan of water. After getting a drink, Mr. White wandered up and around the house. What a blessing.
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