Sunday, May 29, 2022,
This is an American Robin that I managed to capture a photo at Frank Melville Park in Setauket. Yes, I am fully aware that we all have them in our yards for a good part of the year, but our intrepid photographer, (me), doesn’t get out much these days. Instead, let me draw your attention to this male’s vibrant red chest feathers. He’s a handsome bird, no?
JK
He is indeed handsome. I woke up to discover super loud bird quarreling yesterday in my backyard. When I looked out I saw two robins and two house sparrows. It didn’t seem normal for those two groups to be fighting — but then after it continued I spied a crow. It seems there was a nest nearby. Alas, I think it was the robins’ nest because Alan brought in a bird — too large for a house sparrow and not as big as a full grown robin. Hard to tell in the state he was in, but I guessed that the crow had grabbed one from the nest before more troops came to chase him off and then he must have dropped it. The smaller birds made a gallant effort — led by the American Robin. 🙂
Hi Michele,
Yeah, Mother Nature is not always pretty, but she’s always beautiful.
JK
Well….I wouldn’t describe what was brought in as beautiful, but I understand what you mean in a poetic sense.
Michele,
As you know, we’re all about poetry here. Oh, wait. That might be another website. 🙂
Actually, poetry does happen here on occasion. Mind you, I’m not claiming it’s good poetry, but there have been poems-slash-songs posted here. I can provide links, if you so desire.
JK
Yes, as I recall, I have commented more than once that Horace would be impressed. 🙂 Indeed, you and he had similar styles.
Michele,
I think most folks would agree that Horace was better. And he had way softer ears than mine.
JK
He definitely wins in the ear category. Certainly hard to beat him there. I do recall his look of approval and pleasure at a number of your poems, so don’t sell yourself short. You’re all right — in Horace’s and my book. 😉
Many thanks, Michele. JK
🙂