Monday, July 24, 2006
A Red-Winged Blackbird
From Searchie's entry for Sunday, the 23rd, there's a picture of a red-winged blackbird, a bird I usually see flitting from wind-bent tall grass to road signs and back when I take the back roads to work. A beautiful bird, indeed. The compactness of the red (and the tossed in yellow) is enlarged when it takes wing. Not a long flight, usually. Just catching a breeze, a few flaps, and then alighting on another resting place. A bird that elicits a smile, even a small one, as opposed to its all-black (none blacker) cousin, the blackbird.
Perhaps the landscape in Searchie's view is changing. I wish her a field of red-winged blackbirds to take her through this summer.
And who knows, there's always the yellow-headed blackbird, which takes a non-black color from a mere "tip" to a full "head". A bird for a truly great day.
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‘Tis a beautiful bird, isn’t it? It must be wonderful to see them on your way to work. Today, in fact, I bought a rather snazzy bird feeder on sale at Smith & Hawken that attaches to the window and allows me to observe the birds at close range. I’m waiting patiently with my Audubon bird book and gourmet birdseed.
(But no fanny packs, binoculars, or bad shorts – evah!)
(But no fanny packs, binoculars, or bad shorts – evah!)
# opined by 
: 5:53 PM, July 24, 2006
: 5:53 PM, July 24, 2006
I'm assuming that you're the anti-Jane Hathaway, at least from the fashion point of view.
Happy Birding!
Happy Birding!
Well, Darko, it depends upon how one interprets the Hathaway look. For example, one could view her choice of apparel as a sterling example of sophisticated, classic Chanel suiting, much like Nancy Reagan *cough* and her Adolfos.
Me, I think Miss Hathaway's packin' some Birkenstocks along with that skirt.
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Me, I think Miss Hathaway's packin' some Birkenstocks along with that skirt.
# opined by : 3:26 PM, July 26, 2006
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