Feb 042014
 

On a drizzly gray afternoon, I saw two bluebirds perched amid the branches of an old pecan tree.  It was a  poem without words.

Poem without Words

  4 Responses to “Day 35: A Poem without Words”

  1. I have seen pictures of bluebirds, but nothing compares to seeing this bird up close. Alas, starlings and house sparrows have stolen their nest holes, and the are now quite rare in the northeast.

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