Passing through

Every spring I look forward to the arrival of the  Rose-breasted Grosbeak as they migrate through our area.  They summer north of us and winter south of us, but during migration, they stop over at our feeders to feast on black sunflower seeds.  The males are black and white with red chevrons, while the females are brown and white with whitish stripes over the eye.  While they are here, they liven up the back yard with their beauty and presence.

“We are all visitors to this time, this place.  We are just passing through.  Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love … and then we return home.”  ~Australian Aboriginal Proverb

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