For the past several days, a small flock of cedar waxwings have been sunning themselves in the bushes in our back yard in the late afternoon. They seem to want to soak up every bit of sunshine that they can before the sun sets and the temperature drops.
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” ~Charles Dickens
One day earlier this week the sun was shining, the temperature was mild, and it was a perfect occasion for an afternoon stroll. I spotted a number of wild daffodils in bloom along our country road. Nothing brightens the disposition like seeing their little yellow heads bobbing in the wind.
“No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.” ~Hal Borland
While driving the back roads along the Mississippi levee, we came upon a flock of snow geese scavenging waste corn out in a farm field. What a lovely sight they were when they became agitated and a frenzy of white bodies took to the sky. The whir of their wings as they shot off the ground, followed by a multitude of loud shrill cries, are sounds that will long be remembered.
“Nature was here a series of wonders, and a fund of delight.” ~Daniel Boone
An eagle dutifully sitting in a nest along the Mississippi levee.
“Dedication is the hours we put in when nobody’s watching.” ~Unknown
Clouds reflecting in the still waters of Reelfoot Lake.
“Follow effective action with quiet reflection. From the quiet reflection will come even more effective action.” ~Peter F. Drucker
A small flock of robins showed up last week to harvest the berries from the holly bushes in my yard. As the sun began to set, they gathered on the high branches of a nearby tree to soak in the last rays of the day.
“When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength. Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in yourself.” ~Tecumseh
Fearlessly, this little fox squirrel came bounding onto the scene as I was looking at ice structures around the lake. Scavenging along the shore, he seemed quite at ease with my presence, and stuck several poses as he causally moved about.
“A great deal of talent is lost to the world for want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves obscure men whose timidity prevented them from making a first effort.” ~Sydney Smith