Look Up

White-Breasted Nuthatch

Penticton Magnolias

Clouds in my Head

Hanne and Michael

Unlike in war zones like Kabul and Syria where one has to be always on the look "out", we in peaceful parts of the world have time to look "up", and see the birds. And the clouds. Just the other day the ruby-crowned kinglet arrived outside our place, singing its beautiful song, announcing the arrival of Spring, even though it is pouring with rain. The California Quail with its quaint little flag on top is singing to its mate, and every morning when I go outside to shave (yes I now have an electric razor) I hear the American Robin singing. Bird-watching has long been one of my minor interests, and this is the time of year when things certainly do become more interesting. We were in the woods the other day and saw and heard a huge flock of about 200 swans high in the sky flying North to nest. There was an article about the art of urban birdwatching in today's paper you might like to read.