so winter begins
in the heart of a sparrow
shouting at the sky
Credits: Photograph: Gighy.com. Poem: Your Eyes Blaze Out
I can't sleep…
so winter begins
in the heart of a sparrow
shouting at the sky
Credits: Photograph: Gighy.com. Poem: Your Eyes Blaze Out
Wow! poor sparrow feeling cold and basking in the early sun!
And singing to warm up!
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Miss the chirp of the sparrow, it seems ages since I have seen or heard them. Lovin it!
Thanks for sharing Rekha.
Smart little sparrow – waiting at least until the sun has begun to rise…til then? Coffee!!
Yes. Can feel him shaking his feathers, shivering to warm up.
he knows….
🙂 He does!
What a magical photo–I love that little burst of steam that puffs out from his beak.
I was hoping you would see that. Have to wait a wee bit, but there it comes…
Yes. And the above photo is a proof of that. Happy Winters!
sublime!
It is…
I love birdies. I have heard that singing is the original human speak. Such a lovely thought anyway…
I’ve not heard that Debra, but like it…thanks for sharing.
Awesome photo. I can always rely on your blog to put a smile on my face.
Awwww, thank you Amber.