“Softly--but this way fate was pointing,'Twas coming fast to such anointing,
When piped a tiny voice hard by,Gay and polite, a cheerful cry,
Chic-chic-a-dee-dee! saucy noteOut of sound heart and merry throat,
As if it said, "Good day, good sir!Fine afternoon, old passenger!
Happy to meet you in these places
Where January brings few faces."
(-from Ralph Waldo Emerson’s “The Titmouse”)
8 comments:
What an adorable little bird. Wish we had those around here. Thats a cute painting too.
Are you heading home soon?
Great photos! I see the tufted titmouse in my yard occasionally, and the dark-eyed junco; Once, years ago, I saw a chickadee--very unusual here, I think. Mostly I have catbirds--which suits me fine!
Thanks. Just the thing today....now off to work again.... :-)
My favorite of all your pictures...or maybe "one of"
There are so many I love..
I love too the watercolor you did of this sweetie...
How perfect is the little Titmouse for real and in your painting Sue. I have enjoyed coming along with you on your travels, I have seen so much, really delightful. Kathy.
Thanks, everyone! Home tomorrow early early,and then off again in a few days. One trip down, 4 trips to go.
Love the poem. How did the baby bird fare? I hope she's happily flitting around your yard. Nice painting to go with it!
Found your blog via Laurelines. Nice work!
Yes, Peggi--I think the baby did very well--every time I see a tufted titmouse now, I always wonder if it's "our" baby titmouse. Sweet little guy!
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