I should be way up in the hills,
But it’s still cold up there,
The snow was giving me the chills,
I’m here for finer fare.
Category Archives: Birds
Eurasian Collared Dove – Bird Talk
Just wait! I’m bringing you a snack,
It’s really tasty corn,
If it’s not good I’ll take it back,
As sure as you were born.
Oh wait! Don’t run away so quick,
You’d think I want a date,
I like you, but it’s not a trick,
If you would only wait.
Well, look at me, I’m such a man,
You’ll see what I can do,
I’ve learned to dive because I can,
And all this, just for you.
Can you believe this guy up there?
He must be simply nuts,
But on the other hand I swear,
He’s got a lot of guts.
Sunflowers
Be happy and be full of cheer,
My sunny petals say,
The bee is giving me no fear,
He comes here every day.
And when my petals dry and fall,
My seeds have tasty crunch,
They seem to be the dinner call,
For little birdies’ lunch.
*See the chickadee in the middle photo and the nuthatch in the bottom one.
Flicker
From up here in the walnut tree,
I keep you in my sight,
I’m pretty sure you won’t hurt me,
But then again, you might.
The sun is warming in the spring,
But if it gets too hot,
The leafy tree is just the thing,
For all the shade it’s got.
Young Eagle
My feathers sure are looking drab,
Not striking like my dad’s,
He says it’s so no one will grab
And hurt us younger lads.
That’s right, son, when you grow you’ll see,
Your feathers will be fine,
You’ll turn out handsome, just like me,
The girls will stand in line.
Pileated Woodpecker
So glad the people left these stumps,
They’re like my dining room,
Without them I’d be in the dumps,
No food, just doom and gloom.
Peacock
Two peacock photos taken at two different friends’ houses.
It’s not my fault I look so fine,
My feathers seem so proud,
But deep inside this heart of mine,
No vanity’s allowed.
I’m just a bird of humble stock,
A very pretty strain,
I may be peahen or peacock
But don’t call me peabrain.
Dogwood
The dogwood has been B.C.’s provincial flower since 1956.
I’m trying to teach this bird some tricks–
The petal count for blossoms.
Though some have four, some five, some six,
The difficulty’s awesome.
Provincial flower of B.C.,
I am in fact a tree,
My flowers bloom for all to see,
I glow with majesty.
Great Blue Heron
Now where was it I saw that frog?
I know he’ll taste so fine.
I think I’ll find him by that log,
And then begin to dine.
Steller’s Jay
*Named after Georg Wilhelm Steller, a German naturalist, who was the first European to record them in 1741.
I know I’m pretty, but beware,
My beak is tough as nails,
If any challenger would dare,
My bet is that he fails.
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