Just when things felt so stagnant, even the upcoming spring migration, it has managed to surprise me. Every migration is so different. Out of five Western Bluebird eggs, four hatched and fledged last week. And as I wondered if I should clean out the nesting box, I noticed mom and dad flying over there againContinue reading “this spring migration”
Category Archives: my love is for the birds
Today, I am an Imprinted Bird
I woke up feeling ruined and unwanted having been touched by the wrong hands. Like a baby bird who has been bird-napped and put back, and its parents shun it for the rest of its life because it’s been tainted by the smell of humans. Imprinted. Incapable of living a proper bird life again. UnableContinue reading “Today, I am an Imprinted Bird”
I made more sugar water instead
I dreamed a little dream not even worth dreaming. Made my own pretty hate machine and made more sugar water…for the humming birds, that is. Boys on my left side, boys on my right side, and you’re not here. Not here, like spring isn’t here but wanting to but giving in to Winter because evenContinue reading “I made more sugar water instead”
the demands of the season
Every sunrise he sits atop the burned digger pine and screams the screams of a desperate lover. He screams so loud, it wakes me even with the double-paned windows. After a while, the subject of his pleads flies to sit next to him and they fly away together, the red of their underwings disappearing intoContinue reading “the demands of the season”
give me moonlight when I’m leaving
Hawks here, hawks there, hawks everywhere. Accipeters, Buteos. Alive and dead. 2025 has been a year of hawk sightings for me. I tried to remember what my first bird sighting of 2025 was and I couldn’t remember, which means it was nothing memorable. A Scrubjay, a Junco. I welcomed the new year at my deskContinue reading “give me moonlight when I’m leaving”
we’ve ridden beyond where we could safely touch down
I told you I needed you more and you wouldn’t even turn around. The hot cowboy sees me coming to the grocery store doors and moves over for me, “after you.” He’s been hard at work too, cowboy boots covered in mud and a twelve-pack. “Thank you.” I say smiling. He’s done for me moreContinue reading “we’ve ridden beyond where we could safely touch down”
land of the sky so blue
You’re in the kitchen when the dogs start barking at the front door. You know no one is here, or the cameras in the front of the property, the driveway or the front door would have gone off. But you trust your dogs so you go look out the window from the guest bedroom. YouContinue reading “land of the sky so blue”
In that tiny kinda scary house by the woods, by the woods, by the woods…
She never let on how insane it was in that tiny kinda scary house by the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods. You don’t need a spaceship they don’t know you’ve already lived on the other side of the galaxy. ~T.Amos I have gotten no more real interest on my houseContinue reading “In that tiny kinda scary house by the woods, by the woods, by the woods…”
A casual match in a very dry field
My mother hadn’t forgotten. So when I showed up with my animals in the middle of the night, having driven ten hours to get away from the fire, she didn’t question it. She said, “fire has always been your biggest fear.” And it’s not just that one thing which makes a fire burn in suchContinue reading “A casual match in a very dry field”
My Love is for the Birds - Sketches 