Friday, April 29, 2011

Meta-lect 74

26 April 2011. Chickadee, must be the call. Late April days, morning sun. The routine--or so it might be. A large bowl with five handfulls of peanuts, unsalted, a scoop of black oil sunflower seeds, plus two kinds of seeds for the feeder on the tree--millet for the song birds, especially. Chair and small table, the weathered wood--many mornings here.

Quizzical look from one of the squirrels. (Which generation now?) Importunate jay...

Walking yesterday with Ahron, up the hill, winding along paths taken many times before...

Late in the evening--Eagle track. "My feet are lonely..."

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