Matters not hue nor contour, when winter’s crystal flies and frosts the trees birds’ feathers shiver large to puff into warm coat fluff. Arranged in tacit, ordered array, clawed stoics cling to chill branches until called to trapeze feeders atwist in arctic breeze. Merril is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Merril says: Use shiver–or…
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Doodads — Bird Sunday
It’s been a sunny but very cold day, with bitter winds. Sitting inside in the warm on a cushy couch, I was able to snap a few pictures of birds that variously perched in one of the apple trees while waiting their turns at the bird feeders. The way they fluffed up shows you how…
Exemplary
image link, by Vector-Brony Goddess called a contest for most Exemplary Bird to represent all types. Not a peep was heard How and why would Goddess ever do such a thing? As each bird is exemplary With or without their sing. How could she choose which one of them all was the best to choose…
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