“Everyday brought something to be admired: the soft feathery patterns of cirrus clouds, the deep, dark grays of thunderheads, the lacy gold and peach of the early morning sunrise. The sky and its moods called to me.” ~L. Jagi Lamplighter
Recently a wren built a nest in our back porch rafters. Since the babies left the nest, I have enjoyed watching the family flitting about the shrubs and woodpile in the back yard.
” … the rose-breasted sings like a robin that’s taken voice lessons. When you hear a robin singing with fewer pauses, and with particularly clear, liquid phrases, check the treetops for the rose-breasted grosbeak.” ~Chris Petrak