Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Winter Feathers


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul


And sings the tune without the words


And never stops at all


And sweetest in the gale is heard
And sore must be the storm


That could abash the little Bird


That kept so many warm


I've heard it in the chillest land


And on the strangest sea


Yet, never, in Extremity
It asked a crumb of me.

~ Emily Dickinson ~



Although the sun's heat is far away
The little birds that flit through the coldest days of winter
Keep me happy and warm.




8 comments:

  1. It's always nice to visit your blog! I admire your excellent photos !
    Have a wonderful New Year !!

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  2. Marvelous photos!! The first four in particular blew me away!

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  3. ur photography is amazing! and the words....sweetest poems!

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  4. You always manage to find the perfect words to go with your photos. I love the fact that you have eight perfectly behaved birds feeding peacefully together on your feeder, ours tend to squabble over all the perches.

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  5. Truly amazing. Simply fantastic! Your photography is really of great class and I find all the photos really cool and quite charming and beautiful. A great compliment.

    Kind regards,
    Helma

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  6. Wonderful pictures with ideas!
    Birds likes so much from such a feeding place.
    The great thing about the birds taken care of.

    Happy Sunday and a hug!

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  7. The little starling photo is soo sweet and pretty!
    I missed reading your blog when I was away!

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  8. Brilliant photographs !
    Greetings

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Thank you so much for your kind words :)

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