It may be spring, but in my neck of the woods, Mother Nature takes one springy step forward and then two frosty steps back. A crocus or two have emerged, but nothing much that’s green has appeared yet. In the swamp however, the migratory birds are back, and all of our bird population is busy with checking out mates and real estate.
All of the photos I’m bombarding you with, were captured yesterday or just a few days prior.
These petite yellow birds dashed playfully about the swamp at such speed, that focusing my camera was much like a playing a video game. As you can see, I was unable to capture any sharp images, but thought I’d give you some idea of their delightful exuberance.
Part 3: The Woodpile
Cath’s original photo casts a spell of the sanctified. My figures are paying homage.
This is the final piece from me, in collaboration with Cath at Settle and Chase. Hope you enjoyed the images as much as we enjoyed making them.
A comical, fast-moving little nuthatch steals the show.
I forget every year how intoxicating spring really is. I’m grateful for another one.