Once upon a time, this blog was going to be all about my pet bird, when I got one. But I never did get that bird. So, now this blog is about the beautiful, curious things that keep me in a near-constant state of happy distraction. Ironically, many people find these writings when they wonder what "peristerophobia" means. It's a fear of pigeons. I've made a bird blog after all.
posted by Dr. S at 8:53 PM
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
4 Comments:
That picture of the Blue Jay is breathtaking. Thanks!
Thanks yourself!
That tree has become Bird Posing Place #1. When I got up the other morning, that jay was just hanging out. This morning, a nuthatch was actually just lying there on the branch, looking out at the woods. Sweeties.
that blue bird looks like he's flown straight out of a fairytale - i've never seen anything like it!
I miss those Blue Jays. There was a whole family that used to come to that tree. They don't perch anywhere around here long enough to be seen. I often only see their quickly vanishing blue when they've been around this feeder...
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