- The sound Mute Swans' wings make as they fly overhead, like a piece of rusty old farm machinery shooting through the air.
- The Song Sparrow who was singing on my morning walk. I didn't even realize I'd missed your call all winter long until I heard it again today. I'm glad you no longer have to huddle down in the grass, hiding from the bitter wind.
- The rat-tat-tat of the Belted Kingfisher flying up and down the harbor. You're such a mystery to me -- darting by so fast, appearing and then disappearing, like the Phantom. You nest somewhere within the earth on the banks of the harbor each spring, but you do an amazing job of keeping the location a secret.
- The wail of a gull that I mistook for a baby for a second.
- The Northern Cardinals who are going off like alarm clocks all over the neighborhood. Spring! Spring! Spring!
- The Buffleheads who spent most of the winter in Milford harbor, the first time I've seen that happen. You guys have no idea how cute you are, diving down then popping up like rubber duckies in a bath tub. Stay. Have babies.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Things I am grateful for today
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Vanessa, I do enjoy your prose! (Dorothy)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Dorothy. Seeing your comment has made my day...and it's only 8:20 a.m.!
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