Archive for the ‘Lesser Goldfinch’ Tag
Lesser Goldfinches At Patio Fountain — Image by kenne
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Ash-throated Flycatcher Near Tubac Along The Santa Cruz River
Ash-throated Flycatcher Near Tubac Along The Santa Cruz River
Lesser Goldfinch In A Mesquite Tree
Albert’s Towhee — Images by kenne
One of the birding trips I went on during last month’s Tucson Audubon Society’s annual birding festival was to Tubac,
which is located near the Santa Cruz River. These are a few of the better shots I was able to get while there.
Since I live in the Tucson area and often hiked trails in and around Tubac, most all the birds we saw I can see from my patio.
The major difference was being able to spend time with birders from all across the country and Mexico —
an interesting group of people, if you get my drift.
— kenne
‘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
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Lesser Goldfinch — Image by kenne
“They ought to put out the eyes of painters as they do goldfinches in order that they can sing better.”
— Pablo Picasso
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Lesser Goldfinch: Water On A Hot Day — Image by kenne
birds come for water
water on a desert day
a sunny blue sky
— kenne
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Lesser Goldfinch — Photo-Artistry by kenne
A bird in the bush
Worth more than two in the bush —
Camera in hand.
— kenne
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Lesser Goldfinch Day Two — Image by kenne
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Lesser Goldfinches In The Bushes — Image by kenne
Lesser Goldfinches
Near the Tanque Verde wash
Foraging in bush.
— kenne
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Lesser Goldfinch — Computer Art by kenne
Lesser goldfinch
in the canyon
reflecting
little gold flecks
lighting up
the mesquite tree.
My words are wings
again I encounter thee
with your breast of gold
in my dreams
lighting up
my lemon tree.
— kenne
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Lesser Goldfinch in a Mesquite Tree — Image by kenne
Oh Little Bird
Oh little bird with head atilt,
In safety drinking as thou wilt
From out the wayside found;
Unmindful of the noisy crowd profane,
What fears thy wings surmount!
Oh blithesome, eager little bird,
With reverent head turned heavenward,
I feel thy silent thanks!
The charm within the voice of men,
The potency of gift of pen,
Thy gratitude outranks.
So would I find some wayside pool,
Some sheltered spot with water cool
From which no more to shrink.
Oh little bird with head atilt,
Would I had wings to soar ‘bove guilt
And share thy tranquil drink!
— Edwin Leibfreed
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