It's snowing today, yippee! I like it, but I don't think the birds share my love of snow. The little male House Finch, above and below, doesn't look very happy.
Neither does his Missus, on the left.
The Chickadees don't seem to mind it as much, but it takes a lot to get a Chickadee down!
That's one reason why they're one of my favorite birds.
There are plenty of peanuts under the snow, but I don't think this little guy is as willing to push the snow aside with his beak as his siblings. The birds have kept me busy today keeping the bird baths free of ice and full of fresh water, plus keeping the feeders filled with their various favorite nuts and seeds. Our winter has been so dry, what little water there is in the creek is frozen solid. I took a tiny break to try and get some pictures of the birds, but I don't think this Chickadee appreciated having to wait for fresh peanuts so I could take his picture...
Gee...I wonder what he's trying to tell me? Is it, "Hey LADY! There aren't very many peanuts here!" Or is it, "Kiss my ..."
Hmmmmmmm........well, I chose to refill the feeder.
I had never really noticed how intricate icicle interiors could be...
until I took this series of photos,
getting closer and closer with each shot.
Worlds within worlds, color upon color, sculpted by wind and water working together. How could I not have seen this in all the years I've been looking at, and admiring, icicles? Looking closely through the lens of a camera can really make one aware of things previously unseen.
It snowed a bit more during the night, and some trees found the extra bit too heavy. But trees that bend will rise again once the snow is gone.
Little animals left their tracks as they passed by my studio steps on their way to somewhere known only to them. All night long, the wind was having a tantrum. The temperature dropped to 12 degrees Fahrenheit, and I prayed that all the little creatures would find safe, warm, dry shelter.
But it's 36 degrees Fahrenheit now and the snow is starting to melt, slowly freeing branches from their burden.
Fantastical icicles are forming everywhere. This one is on the empty Hummingbird feeder.
Beautiful Winter...I am so glad you're finally here. Please, don't be in a hurry to leave.
We finally got a little snow, about 4 or 5 inches. It was wonderful to sit inside and watch the snowflakes falling thick and fast from the sky, sometimes falling straight down, sometimes blown sideways in shifting veils by the wind, sometimes falling in twirling spirals, each snowflake a blessing. Now, if we can just get another 8 or 9 feet before the end of our 'official' snow and rain season in March, we'll be up to normal. And, if the Sierra mountains to the north of us can get 20 to 30 feet of snow in the same time period California will be in good shape, water-wise. But I really don't think that will happen...
"Though the sex to which I belong is considered weak you will, nevertheless, find me a rock that bends to no wind." Queen Elizabeth I
(The depth of field is deceiving in the photo, as the smallest rock is about 20 feet in height).
And some other Wildings, big and little, who kindly share their forest with me:
"To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." Ralph Waldo Emerson
A Young Steller's Jay
Common to high altitude forests all over the west
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Our task must be to free ourselves...by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty. ~~ Albert Einstein
June Is Adopt a Cat Month
But, there are always strays who need a loving home - so don't shop, ADOPT! Click the photo for helpful tips on adopting.
If they breathe, they live. If they live, they feel. If they feel, they love. If they love, they are aware. If they are aware, they have a soul. ~ Williams
I love cats because I enjoy my home and, little by little, they become its visible soul ~ Jean Cocteau (That's Malcolm O'Mewy on the chair)
Feed the Hungry
I think we are bound to, and by, Nature. We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought we know our fate is tied to the world around us. ~~ Alice Hoffman
What I'm Reading Now:
Give a Child a Book
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors and the most patient of teachers.
Charles W. Eliot
A person who collects or is fond of books. Also, a person who immediately feels safe, happy, even euphoric, when holding a favorite book.
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Where there is tea there is hope - Pinero
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A Favorite Quote
"I don't want life to imitate art; I want life to BE art." Carrie Fisher
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. ~ John Muir, from "The California Mountains"
I'm three-quarters Native American (Oglala Sioux and Cherokee), and one-quarter Northern Italian. I live in a little cottage with my husband and our furry "children" in a beautiful, high altitude, California mountain forest where we enjoy daily visits from the little wild creatures. I love animals (you probably guessed), books, photography, tall trees, rain, snow, tea, the moon, creating all kinds of art...and, I'm proud to be a Crone ~ I never thought I'd make it!