Wild Mid-March Moments

at Bobcat Creek

On Sunday afternoon, as I sat and rested on a bench that is only a few feet from our bird-feeders, several avian neighbors kept me company:

First a chickadee — the one with what sounds like a hoarse voice. Then, other chickadees.

Next, a titmouse who flew off immediately, protesting my presence.

Then, one goldfinch. And, soon after, a few of that bird’s pals.

Finally, a female nuthatch, and a male bluebird, who alighted briefly, before noticing me there.

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I enjoyed being close to these birds — especially the goldfinches, who have never before stayed so near to me.

I employed my peripheral vision to observe the birds, and I remained very still.

When several minutes had passed and my body started to complain of the stillness, I stood up, stretched, and took a gray-day walk through the yard.

Below are some photos from my walk…

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Can you feel the moss?

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An underground run. Whose, I wonder?

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Feather!

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So much color and texture on this fallen branch.

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And, so much color and texture on this tree trunk.

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This part of the trunk looks like a knee cap, and is alive with liverwort.

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I see more detail each time I look at this photo.

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A very large, felled tree trunk, with insect sign, fungus, and bird droppings.

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There is beauty and story even in the muddy mess of the driveway.

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I hope you enjoy a wild moment today!