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I was sitting on my porch, a container of bird seed next to my rocking chair, when my husband Steven came outside. “Morning.” He said as he kissed the top of my head. “How’d you sleep?” “Pretty good. How about you?” I pointed to the chair next to me. “Want to come join me?” “IContinue reading “COME OUT, COME OUT, WHEREVER YOU ARE”

I was standing in my back yard, looking up in the trees, when my son Alex came out the back door. “What are you doing?” He called to me. I had my hand cupped over my eyebrows, shading my eyes from the morning sun. “I’m looking for oranges.” I called back. Alex stepped out theContinue reading “AN ORANGE TREE”

I was out on our back porch hanging our hummingbird feeder when my son Alex came out. “Isn’t it a bit early to be putting that out?” he asked pointing to the feeder. “Your Dad sent me an article a few days ago from NJ Fish and Wildlife that said our little friends should beContinue reading “FLYING BACK HOME”

It was a cold winter morning with a blanket of snow and ice covering our back yard. The temperature hadn’t been above freezing for over a week. “This snow is never going to melt.” I sighed as I filled the tea kettle with water. My son Alex was looking out the back door. “Come here.Continue reading “SINGING FOR YOU SUPPER”

“Hey!” My husband Steven called from the kitchen. “The hummingbirds are at your feeder!” I walked into the kitchen and saw Steven standing by the back door. When I went to stand next to him I could see four hummingbirds battling each other for exclusive rights to our nectar. “Why is it that our hummingbirdsContinue reading “HEADED SOUTH”

My son Alex and I were sitting on our back deck enjoying the late morning sun when we heard the frantic call of a bird. Looking around we saw a bird chasing another bird through the underbrush of our woods. While the one bird seemed to be trying to escape, the other frantically stayed hotContinue reading “FEED ME SEYMOUR”

“I’m seeing another sign that summer is on it’s way!” I called out to my son Alex as I stood by the kitchen window looking out at the bird feeders. “What’s that?” Alex asked as he came into the kitchen with an empty glass and headed for the sink to refill it. “The goldfinches areContinue reading “PEEP PARTY”