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Saturday, December 15, 2012

Do Birds have Christmas?

If you follow my blog,
you know I love the birds.
Here in south Texas we have over 350
species and many of those visit my yard
year round, including green jays, chickadees,
cardinals, titmouse, doves, owls, kiskadees,
orioles, robins and many many more.
We live close enough to the bay that we see
many water birds like herons etc. too.
I feel very blessed.

I hope you enjoy
my bird photos from this morning and also
 the following poem by Mike Zerr called.....
Do Birds have Christmas?

(colorful green jays at my feeder)
On a chilly Christmas morn, as I looked out the window
at a crystal coat of frost on the Mulberry tree,
I saw a sudden movement, like a darting shadow
that quickly transformed, into a happy Chickadee.

A thought crossed my mind, as I watched this little friend.
Could I learn the truth, from a fine-feathered brother?
If the Chickadee could talk, my ear he would bend.
Do you birds have Christmas, or is this day just another?

I watched, and listened, for action and sound.
Suddenly, a Brown Creeper, diving with speed
halted its plunge, a foot from the ground,
to peck at some old suet covered with seed.

More tiny friends appeared, to my delight.
The tree filled with blacks, reds and yellows
as Goldfinch and Cardinals arrived in a flight.
Do birds have Christmas? Tell me, little fellows.
Some Juncos flew in, these darts of slate.
They were hopping and jumping like children at recess,
feeding on seeds with the ground as their plate.
Do they know of Christmas? I can only guess.
I pushed close to the window with my forehead,
as nuthatches and woodpeckers joined in the throng.
All colors of feathers, white, black, yellow and red.
Each different, but the same, all getting along.

I sneaked open the window, and heard them all sing,
At last to my mind came all the right words.
It was as clear as their chorus, a choir on the wing.
Birds don’t have Christmas, Christmas has birds!
----Mike Zerr


(looking for fallen seeds)

(big eyed titmouse)

(a nice pair on my fence)

Hope you
savor the day,
and have many Christmas birds in YOUR yard.

Yvonne


Wednesday, August 29, 2012

The Awakening by Jamie Sams

(art doll by Yvonne)

THE AWAKENING

Sacred Mystery,
Open my eyes so that I can see,
The part my judgments play in me.

Accept my grateful words of praise
For the love of life that's set ablaze.

I recall my spirit to the sacred fire
Where burns my heart's purest desire.

I banish all jealousy so I may replace
Envy's burden with the state of grace.

I will offer kindness in the face of pain,
Leaving revenge in the shadow's domain.

I embrace forgiveness so I will know
The grace of blessing every friend and foe.

                                                             --Jamie Sams

Jamie Sams 
is known for her Native American
wisdom and teachings. 
She is a bestselling author,
and also an artist,
who comes from a Cherokee,
Seneca, and French descent.

Her teachings will shine a light on your path,
and help you to....

Savor the Day!
Yvonne