~Loveland, Colorado, August, 2017

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Eyes of grey,

the color of clouds,

on a rainy day.

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Cheeks highlighted in rusty hues,

the color of old,

weathered horseshoes.

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Gathering in forests,

agile and quick,

eating insects until rest.

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Songbirds we are,

our symphony of song,

sung from the heart.

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When you see us around,

smile to yourself,

loves abound.

💞💜💞

 

 

These tiny birds travel in flocks. This summer we have enjoyed seeing them in our yard, but I haven’t seen them for the last several days. They swoop down into the trees, moving rapidly, hunting aphids and other tiny insects; constantly chattering to each other.

They are attracted to the suet feeders I have around the yard, but not the other feeders.

 

Happy Birding!

 

Note: If you would like to learn more about these pretty, tiny birds click here: Bushtits