Saturday, January 21, 2006


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He bobs his head
and I,
in hurried concentration,
continue with my task.

He moves ---
and then
nothing is between us
but the window pane.

Sitting on a ledge
beneath his feeder
as though he senses
that I need a friend?

He turns his bright black eye to me
as if he’d asked a question
and is awaiting
a reply.

For a time
nothing else is urgent.
He rests companionably
beside me.
We commune together,
soaking up the sunshine
he and I

Picking up a seed
he cracks the shell.
Bobbing his head again
he raised his crest
he flicks his tail

good by.
And he is gone.


Blogger Maxly said...

Your blog is beautiful. Thank you for commenting on mine so that I could find you.

The Victoria and Albert Musuem was a goal of mine, also. Now I have replaced it with seeing the Taft.

Again, beautiful, wonderful blog.

2:31 PM  
Blogger alexandrg said...

Thank you so much for leaving me a comment on my site ( )

It was a pleasure to get your response and I am enjoying your posts very much now too! Lets stay in touch!

8:34 PM  
Blogger Jim said...

I stumbled on your lovely blog through a comment you made at Lene's 'Leaning Birch' blog.

Your pictures are beautiful and I look forward to coming back when I have time to read some of the accompanying writings.

9:43 PM  
Blogger Deb said...

I loved this post! Tufted titmice are one of my favorite birds, but unfortunately I don't have them here where I live.

Thanks for commenting on my blog; I'm looking forward to exploring yours more.

4:51 PM  
Blogger liz elayne said...

Oh I love beautiful. You have captured how I often feel as I spend time with my birds. Have only seen one titmouse since we moved out to the pacific northwest in 2004. There are gorgeous.

4:14 PM  
Anonymous SB said...

Your bird photos are marvelous -- thank you so much.

7:53 PM  

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