Steve`s Country
For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
Time To Fly…A Poem.
TIME TO FLY
The time has come for birds to go,
To a much warmer place you know.
To spend their summers they come here,
They raise their young, then disappear.
Their time with us is very short,
And when they leave they do report
That soon a colder time will be
Coming our way. Oh don’t you see?
Mostly adults are first to leave,
Then go the young when they believe
That summer will not reappear,
Then they know, it’s time to leave here.
And so the flocks begin to fly,
Flapping their wings to wave goodbye!
© 2019 Steve McLeod.
Something Different.
Hello once again everyone! It is now evening and the clouds are beginning to move in. But we did get a nice sunny day which I thoroughly enjoyed. Even with that little mishap. The blue jays were just here getting their last snack of the day. The chipmunks as well. The goldfinches and chickadees are still out there eating, along with a couple white-throated sparrows. It is quiet outside now, the remaining birds just making a very low chirp now and then. It’s autumn. It’s cooling off quickly outside now that the sun is disappearing. There is still a light wind blowing. A crow is cawing in the distance.
I have a short video to share today. This was taken today as I walked down to the river. My first attempt at this so it’s not perfect. My voice might be a bit shaky from nervousness. I hope this works and the video will actually play for you. If not, I will have to try something else. Let’s see what happens.
Well, I hope you enjoyed this today, perhaps I will do more in the future. I hope you all enjoy your day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
© 2019 Steve McLeod.
