Monday’s Sunshiny Skies.

Hello to all my friends and fellow bloggers on this brilliantly sunny Monday morning.  Seeing the outline of the trees against that wondrous blue sky is enough to make this guy feel like jumping.  It gives me energy so that I want to get busy and do things.  Some people when they see a nice sunny day will just want to sit around and soak up the sun. That’s okay if you like to do it.  Not me.  I get energy.  I want to get moving.  I want to get things done.  Especially when I’m by myself.  I don’t want to just sit around and waste time.  I want to be busy doing.  Doing whatever needs to get done that day.

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A male purple finch in the sun showing off his bright red plumage.

Don’t get me wrong.  There is nothing wrong with relaxing.  I think that is very beneficial.  Something we need to do now and then.  There is a time to sit quiet, contemplate, enjoy our natural surroundings.  We should take time to enjoy nature.  Stop and take a look at that flower growing beside the road.  Or one growing in your own lawn.  Usually people call them weeds.  Some of those weeds can be very beautiful.  And slowing down like that can help us unwind.  It can definitely help reduce stress in our lives.  Go for a walk around your neighborhood.  If that isn’t such a good idea, go to a park, drive out of town somewhere, enjoy nature for a while.  You will be surprised at what that will do for you.

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Meet Choco on the new, um, squirrel feeder.

Unfortunately, most of the time we ‘relax’ too much.  Usually in front of a screen of some kind.  Normally a TV.  I’m not against doing that.  But it can become too much.  And to be honest, it won’t help you to really relax.  Might help temporarily.  And it definitely won’t help reduce your stress.  Might even make it worse.  Depending on what you are watching, and how much.  On could talk on that subject for a while.  But I won’t.  I’ll be nice.  It’s too beautiful today to rant.

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I know, another picture of Baxter, but we are good friends and he doesn’t mind posing for pictures.

More flowers are beginning to bloom now so hopefully my collection of wildflower photos will grow this year.  Still a bit early yet.  Normally it wouldn’t be, there should be many different wildflowers blooming by now.  Oh well.  It will happen.  Someone is out mowing their lawn right now.  One of the sounds of spring.  One sound I haven’t heard yet are the frogs.  There is a wet area across the street, not a pond, just a wet area, lots of water and grass.  And lots of frogs every spring and through the summer.  But like everything else, they are probably late this year too.

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One of our early violets, the yellow sweet violet.

There are still some birds that need to come back yet and they are also late this year.  Like everything.  Choco and Chatter were arguing again this morning.  Choco won.  And she is the smaller of the two.  I love to watch them jump when they are chasing each other.  Sometimes I will intervene and toss a peanut to each of them.  Then they will actually sit fairly close.  And chatter at each other.  While eating their peanut.  Amazing they don’t get indigestion.

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I’m sure these are not wild flowers, but I have no idea what they are. Small, only grow about 4 or 5 inches (10-12cm) tall.

I was going to talk about something different today.  But I will leave that for my adventures tomorrow.  I hope you are all having a wonderful day and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

© 2019 Steve McLeod.

 

This Is You…A Poem.

This Is You

The melody of a singing bird,

After it arrives in spring,

A most pleasant sound that I have heard,

Truly moves my heart to shout and sing.

The fragile wings of a butterfly,

Cheerful colors going here and there,

Flower to flower, not asking why,

And floating so lightly through the air.

The soft gurgling of a country stream,

It’s refreshing water, clear and cool,

Sunlight drifting like a summer dream,

Ducks swimming ’round in a little pool.

Soft petals of a beautiful rose,

So rich, can other flowers compare?

But though there be so many of those,

Your beauty outshines, so lovely, so rare.

© 2019 Steve McLeod.