Showing posts with label Blue Jays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blue Jays. Show all posts

Sunday, July 21, 2024

Robins at the Bath

The young robin family like spending steamy Sunday mornings at the bath. They are the most frequent visitors being born this past spring outside the laundry room. Our robins stay all winter. They didn't in Pittsburgh, can't blame them, that place is loaded with commies. Other bathers include: redcapped finches, sparrows, wrens, bluejays, catbirds, grackles, doves, goldfinches, woodpeckers, and more. Keep your bath clean and fresh, and you will be charmed with birds looking to cool off. 


 

Thursday, November 2, 2023

How Jay got his Jacket: Poetry Card

 



How Jay got his Jacket


 Jay and his cousin Jim were squawking 

over something small.

Jay said the sky was blue,

while Jim said, "Not at all."

Jim said it was black 

as his glossy feathers.

Jay said that was only 

during bad weather. 

Jim said not, but each morning

before The Sun shone her head. 

Jay said, "Nay, The Sun is a man.", 

and flew off, instead. 

He flew for a spell 

thinking how the sky certainly was blue,

then he looked down,

cooing, "See, the water is too!"

As he soared through the tree tops 

he thought the leaves were green.

He was sure his cousin, Jim Crow, 

would say they were not what they seem,

for there are times they turn into gold.

That cousin was surely a liar,

or so he'd been told. 

But, then, there, what did he spy?

Was that really gold?

He squinted his eye

and plunged down, down,

and what was this?

A tiny fairy he'd found!

He'd landed top a flower, 

a flower so large,

he'd scattered her seeds,

Sunny, startled, cowered,

beneath a shower of dark hail.

There hadn't been a bird this bright

in her hidden vale. 

"Who are you, bird?', she asked, 

'Who helps me harvest my seed?"

"Jay Blue.", answered he.

"Well, I will reward you for this deed."

Then the fairy spun round, 

three times, four. 

She turned round again

just to be sure. 

And, Jay, there he stood, 

in a new blue jacket and cap.

His dark plumes, now blue,

he loved sunflowers

and always would.  


Pennsylvania Coyote