Another Muggy, Overcast, Warm, Windy Morning Coffee Muses
Walking out this morning I was bracing for a repeat of yesterday. And, though it’s warm and humid, it doesn’t feel as bad as yesterday. The prognosticators are foretelling a bit of a change overnight. I can’t say the anticipation isn’t high.
If you look at the picture at the top of the page, just to the left of the bird feeders is a small Apple tree. The picture quality of this tablet being what it is, you can’t see it, but there are six birds perched there. One bluebird and five cedar waxwings. Yesterday afternoon while watching the bluebirds I spotted my first rose-breasted grosbeak, I was begging to think I’d missed them this year. I almost did because he was on the back side of the feeder and blended in so well.
Two months from now I hope to be back in my beloved Blue Ridge Mountains again. It’s funny what a week in the mountains can do for a person. It’s been two years and I miss my ancestral mountains, drawn home since I first discovered them on our first mountain vacation in 2004. The Rocky Mountain National Park was great last year, but the rounded, worn tops of these ancient mountains feel more like home. Back porch musings over morning coffee are just so much better as you watch the fog rising in the valleys below…
Don’t you think?
I can’t believe you have cedar waxwings. I thought they came and went in January or February. Lucky you!
I liked your selfie yesterday, too. When you get to the mountains, you’ll have to take another one, so we can see you in your true home environment!
The waxwings usually hang around here till… well… right about now, before heading north. Normally a flock will land in the top of a large tree. I was just amused to see them in the dwarf apple.
When I took that shot it did something to the memory card in the tablet and that shot vanished. It didn’t return until yesterday. So I posted it.