Saturday, September 8, 2012

8 September 2012, Day 95, Pt. 1

This, i admit, is not a very pretty picture. But it says a lot about how i try to see the world around me. As i was walking to the beach this afternoon, something colorful flew across my field of vision. I stopped and stood very still, looking around me until i found this tiny red-breasted nuthatch quenching its thirst from a puddle clogged with plastic bags and other dirt and debris. The picture may not be beautiful, but the bird is. And that's enough. 

And apparently, i'm not the first person to be inspired by a red-breasted nuthatch. Just look at how their song is described on the Cornell Lab of Ornithology website: "Their excitable yank-yank calls sound like tiny tin horns being honked in the treetops." Now that's poetry! 

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