We are saddened by the loss of life, children being mowed down senselessly. Yet we can not blame the gun. Nor can we blame the deluded young man who fired it. We in the US are a society that condones death. Someone/country believes different than we do so we go to war, where every action is seen as fair. This seems to make it OK to kill and maim strangers with a justification that we are right. The news is full of death. Regular TV full of violence. All condoned. So that our children accept this unreal reality. We are at war with ourselves. Can we learn compassion instead?
Sparrows and Gambel Quail
The birds of central Arizona may want to head further south, and I think I’ll follow them.
Winter officially starts next week, 12-21-12, on the calendar. Oh no, the end of the world as some folks think. But really just the end of warm weather in the Northern Hemisphere. Yet Mother Nature has her own time schedule and I think her seasonal clock is askew. Maybe that has something to do with humans over-winding the watch, or lack of watching what we do to our planet. Not a lecture on climate change, just a thought.
White-crowned sparrows, Northern cardinal, and, maybe a black-throated sparrow
For the most part it seems the birds get along when it comes to survival with an occasional chase by the quail that appears harmless enough. But there seems to be two male Northern Cardinals in competition. One, the obvious dominant, chases the other into the brush and oak between the feeders and the wash. Not very neighborly.
Not that keen on snow and cold having seen enough of it growing up in the Chicago suburbs and living in northern Washington. I’d rather fly off to warmer climes. Still working on that time consuming plan. It’s hard to believe there’s so much to see in South Africa. I’ll only be there two months. And be watching different birds and wildlife.
Because I don’t want to go out in the cold these photos were all taken through a water-droplet covered window. I am more impressed by the new lens every day.
Has winter arrived where you are?
I immediately thought of my mother’s handwork. What a contrast that she created many delicate works of art but was not really a delicate person. If you know anything about making doilies they are usually crochet. But Mom was a knitter so this is truly an unique and delicate piece.
And then there’s the delicate old nursing rocker which I inherited from my Mom. She would never let us kids sit in it and now that I own it I understand why. It’s an antique, and delicate.
This is an entry for WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge – Delicate
Apologies, second post on this new blog and the theme is giving me grief. I can only edit in HTML, a language I don’t speak. I’ve heard of other problems from some of you. Was told some of them might work themselves out over 24-48 hours. Seems some did. Please let me know of anything.
Welcome to my new blog, Geogypsy in the mean time. I actually started blogging over four years ago and immediately discovered new friends from around the world. Hopefully some of you will continue to follow me here.
Why a second blog? Well, geogypsytraveler was created to share stories of my travels. But unfortunately I haven’t been traveling since my seasonal job as a Park Ranger ended in mid-October. Instead I’ve been focusing on the plans for my upcoming trip to South Africa, being lazy about writing an eBook and searching for a new vehicle. So why not throw one more thing in the mix like starting a new blog where I can share what’s going on in the meantime. This is totally a work in progress, just like I am.
And right now, my meantime involves siting at the computer a lot where I can also watch the birds. Seems the only thing I’ve photographed lately is the birds and sunsets through my windows. These shots were taken using the newest lens, 55-300mm, which I am happy with, so far. Always want bigger, smaller, whatever, that I can’t afford and am certainly not strong enough to carry anyway.
Coopers Hawk hung out over 30 minutes
My fingers went numb holding the camera while I took photo after photo waiting to catch it in flight. I gave up, about five minuets before it took off empty taloned. It will be back I’m sure.
Unfortunately I’ve been feeling a little trapped, like a bird under cover. Long time readers of my other blog will know the truck I own
is a piece of sh.. may be a lemon. It is once again in need of major repairs and I will not dump any more money into it. It hasn’t moved in almost a month, and neither have I. Well, not quite true. I go shopping once a week with Berta in her car. I guess I’m getting more done by staying home anyway.
In the meantime…