Sitting inside I have a clear view of the recent arrival of feathered friends that enjoy a cabin's hospitality and free treats that fill the feeders.
Even with the Regulator on the wall ticking seconds away, the silence inside is so complete that my ears ring. As a breeze blows just beyond window glass separating nature's wonder from a camera lens, I sit comfortably in the recliner capturing images of God's creations. Nothing can be heard except the passing sounds of time.
|Not a sound but that of time as it ticks away|
|Blue jays are always getting their share of food|
|The male cardinal is so beautiful and proud|
|Cardinals were always my mother's favorite bird on the farm|
|The eastern bluebird is so very beautiful|
|How can anyone not like these beautiful little birds|
|Winter must surrender to Spring's arrival|