Visitors 166
Modified 19-Feb-21
Created 16-Feb-21
0 photos
Beautiful morning. Light misty rain. A Bluebird sits at the top of a branch near the Frog Pond, singing occasionally, mostly enduring the wet -- trusting that this misty moisture will soon cease its reign. (Nothing lasts forever.) He attempts a few songs, briefly. He helps a photographer create some images, documenting this moment.
Perhaps I could have taken in a bit more of the surroundings? But the Bluebird was so lovely, and the raindrops made an evocative background. I assure you, the whole world was at peace, as we began our morning walk -- at least, the part of the world we inhabited.