Category Archives: Poetry

Never in my life have I attempted to write poetry; however I am currently enjoying trying.

~Harvest Moon from 2016 and a poem

September 24, 2018

~I was going to take a photo of the Harvest Moon tonight; however, the moon is obscured by clouds. So, I am using a photo, I took, of the 2016 Harvest Moon. To view click on Harvest Moon.

 

The term Harvest Moon traces back to preindustrial times, when farmers — lacking the technology available today — were pressed by the season and welcomed a moonlit week to stretch the shortening daylight hours. Their fields had to be harvested before the farm could be bundled up for the impending winter season. Crops had to be housed. Firewood had to be cut. The daylight hours were rapidly diminishing at this time of year; seemingly, there was not enough time for all the chores that needed to be done in the sun. The Harvest Moon was a welcome lantern in the early evening sky.

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Around 8:25pm the Harvest Moon peeked out of the clouds. No floating clouds to add interest nor is it low on the horizon to add color.

 

~Poem- A flower blooms…

Loveland, CO, September 17, 2018

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a flower blooms

one final burst of color

saying goodbye to summer

in late September

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Maybe not, is this the last one?

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~I have several pots of flowers in the yard and they keep producing new blooms; hopefully, until the first frost arrives. Autumn, is just around the corner.

“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.”
John Donne

“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.”
John Howard Bryant

~Birding in Arizona – American Kestrel

~Cave Creek, Cave Creek Regional Park, November, 2017

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high atop a cactus

scanning surroundings for food

focused and alert

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American Kestrel, male

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Going for the kill.

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Sure hope it wasn’t another bird. I can’t tell what it is.

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Almost finished!

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“Glad it wasn’t us.”

House Finch, male.

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House Finch, Female

Happy Birding!

~Scary

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A rocky trail,

descending into the canyon,

without a rail.

 

The path is narrow,

its slope goes up,

its slope goes down.

 

I cling to the stone wall,

my heart beats fast,

a fall will kill.

 

As I walk along,

I can’t help it,

I am scared.

 

After awhile,

unclenching my fist,

I relax.

 

Able to enjoy,

I lift my eyes,

scanning the horizon.

 

Its beauty captivates,

my senses peak,

I take a deep breath.

 

I did it,

smiling,

I am proud.

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The Bright Angel trail head.
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Not too far down yet; but a deep drop-off.
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Going down
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Howard along the trail.
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A view from the trail. Notice the trail below on the right.

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Howard and I decided that we were going to take a hike down into the canyon. For three days we watched others descending into the canyon. We wanted to experience the adventure for ourselves. We knew we couldn’t go too far; a mile or two would do.

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Grand Canyon, 10/2017. Going down into the canyon. We did it!

 

~Inspiring~

 

~Birds-Bushtit

~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.

💞💜💞

 

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Bushtit

 

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

 

~More Beautiful Hummingbirds in my yard

~Loveland, Colorado, August, 2017

oOo-Broad-tailed Hummingbird

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Drinking nectar from a potted plant.

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oOo-Black-chinned Hummingbird

I  have been trying to capture this male, Black-chinned Hummingbird for awhile. He is very shy, and smart about staying hidden in the trees. These photos aren’t the best, but show his black chin and purple band around the neck.

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Black-chinned Hummingbird

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Purple band appears black without the right light.

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oOo-Broad-tailed Hummingbird

It is late evening and a time for rest.

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In the photo below a female Broad-tailed Hummingbird is sitting on a pine branch looking east. Perhaps she is reflecting on her day or contemplating her upcoming, long journey south.

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Last light before night

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evening’s last light

before darkness descends

stay safe and warm

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Black-chinned

It makes us feel good to provide these tiny birds with energy, in the form of syrup, to assist them along on their long, difficult journey.

 

Happy Dreams, Good Night