The bird known as Gazelle had her agent contact me late yesterday afternoon. She complained that her client’s reputation as a Dark-Eyed Junco, and image as a beautiful, multidimensional creature were seriously jeopardized by the release of my “completely unacceptable and unauthorized photographs”. She called my photos shabby, grainy and insulting to the very nature of the Dark-Eyed Junco. She informed me that Gazelle would be more than happy to come in studio to sit for a few portraits if I would treat her with the consideration and care a bird of her elevated neighborhood status deserved. Terms were reached. Gazelle proved to be a most accommodating model. Continue reading
For every beast of the forest is Mine,
And the cattle on a thousand hills.
I know all the birds of the mountains,
And the wild beasts of the field are Mine.
I got to know one of God’s birds a little better this morning! Continue reading
Well lookie there. My kids were right. Tres eggs. There. Now you can say you incorporated a second language into your day. You are welcome.
I have never seen my kids more excited than when they came bounding in from the backyard yesterday. They were jumping up and down, giddy and full of exuberance. So much that I could barely understand their squeals of “Mommy, Mommy! Come outside quick! Hurry!”. I trekked after them, down the path that runs along the rockery and quickly understood their enthusiasm. There, hidden in a crevice between two rocks, was a bird’s nest with a single pale egg nestled inside.