Daily Pics #153.

Good morning to everyone on this marvelous Monday and Happy June as well! It’s a mild and cloudy morning here and we are supposed to have some rain showers today and possibly a thunderstorm later in the day. It is getting very dry right now so we do need the rain. The blueberries are blooming so nicely right now but at least a third of what I saw out walking yesterday are drying up. Might be a bit late for those bushes this year, but rain will help the rest of them. With everything growing right now the ground dries out rather quickly, so rain is needed on a regular basis this time of the year.

It was very nice yesterday and I had a very enjoyable walk down to the river again, I hadn’t been there for a couple of days. Several new wildflowers were blooming and there seemed to be a greater abundance of smaller birds, such as the warblers, all along the path. But with all the leaves out now it’s impossible to get pictures of these small birds, but it’s nice to enjoy all their different songs while walking. Scramble, the squirrel, was around and actually stayed quite close to me for a while as I talked with him. He just sat and at one point lay down on a fallen branch. He still isn’t quite brave enough to take the peanut from my fingers, so I toss it to him, still keeping it as close as possible to me and he comes then to retrieve it. One of these days he will be brave enough.

And now for today’s pictures to share with you…

Above we have the male goldfinch at one of my feeders enjoying a nice breakfast of sunflower seeds with the early morning sun shining directly on his bright yellow feathers.

And in the above picture we have a pine siskin enjoying himself in the apple tree again with the early morning sun shining on him. He is waiting his turn at the feeder right then. I hope you like these two pics this morning, Happy Monday and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

©2020 Steve McLeod.

Singing Birds…A Poem.

Singing their songs, one by one,

Birds are having so much fun.

On a branch or on the ground,

Songs of beauty can be found.

Some are singing way up high,

Some hide from view, being shy.

All are dressed with feathers fine,

Singing now before they dine.

Tiny birds with songs abound,

Filling all the air around.

Spreading joy with every song,

Whether short or very long.

Oh, the beauty they all share

With us, pause, and see it there.

©2020 Steve McLeod.