Tag Archives: birds

Embrace the Joy

‘Joy appears now in the little things. The big themes remain tragic but a leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in … Continue reading

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Arduous Journeys

March…bringing the migration of the birds. Many will make long, arduous, and sometimes dangerous journeys to survive and thrive. And as man eats up more and more of their habitat, this journey becomes even more hazardous. It’s like the canary … Continue reading

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Finding Solace

copyright © Feb 6,2017 by P. R. Lowe Find solace in bird song, true joy in a bear cub’s eyes, feel a wind upon your face that does not lie and know trees that speak unfaltering love

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Something Else (Diary of A Mad Hatter)

sometime in late august… where is everybody? no ravens. no birds. only a lone squirrel. The birds have been scant for some time. is it the season? are they off doing more important stuff? fluffing there nests for winter? or … Continue reading

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Elixir of Love

by P. R. Lowe copyright © April 27,2016 …a light rain falls…seeping into the hungry ground and liberating the scent of sweet earth and the fecund forest floor…a goose heralds from the lake…the air is filled with the heady aroma … Continue reading

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Ode To A Raven

by P. R. Lowe Copyright © April 3, 2016 The Raven soars through the trees with ease the breeze as an ally to carry him home or along some furtive mission to pillage and plunder like a pirate might go … Continue reading

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Addendum: The Gray Bird Mysery

A visit to the library enlightened me to the fact that my visiting friend was a type of Flycatcher  and that a baby Owl is unmistakable an Owl. Even if one has never seen an Owl, in real time,  one … Continue reading

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