Social Butterflies

Feeder talk and romance... singing songs of unbridled love...

Tufted Titmice join the flights of chickadees and nuthatches 

in the winter months of snow and berries where romance presides... 

It grabs one kiss and seed and flies away to another branch and 

then returns for another delicious kiss and seed... 

and so it goes where they belt out their recognizable 

peter-peter-peter song... 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I've never been a bird-watcher, but your writing puts me right in the middle of it, with all the sensory stimulation! Just yesterday I noticed the birds following me as I hand-water . . . must cause bugs to surface, which the birds scarf up. There's so much to see in the tiny lives of birds that I hadn't noticed before in my life. I love the way you can bring this all alive in words (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... we all can be social butterflies... even on a poetry site...
you share your adventures in the mountain side where other creatures create their own style of living, and perhaps enjoy your antics and musical interludes and want to sing along with you. Thanks for stopping by with pleasantries and sweet refrains.
truly enchanted... Pat

[Neville]

How perfectly put and pinned to the page for people to peruse at their personal pleasure... NP:)

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Even in the depths of winter does nature and its animals find a way to endure; sustaining each other with their routines and songs as they await the arrival of Spring.

Lovely, descriptive words on a much overlooked ritual of beauty. Nicely written.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Doodley... so delightful to read your review of Social Butterflies. As the birds steal kisses, we celebrate Valentine's Day with chocolates and roses with verses of love and devotion. May tomorrow February 14 find you enchanted by overtures of Mozart. truly, Pat

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Beautiful butterflies flying from flowers to flowers with kiss. So amazingly wrote my friend. Social butterflies so true...

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sky... thank you for stopping by.... little birds with feathered wings are looking forward to Spring also... truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice tale described in your words dear Patricia. Good to return for another sweet kiss. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... never too late to thank you for your romantic review... I am dreaming of warmer weather with buds awakening... truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too and my grandchildren are dreaming of the beach and the parks.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I have always wanted to buy a parrot or a pair of lovebirds, but with my cats, I wouldn't dare. I so loved the way you presented this, as though you understood the very nature of their being.

You are a breath of spring, Pat...no matter the season!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kelly... Your review is a present that I
treasure. The beautiful feathered birds are very
resourceful... They are God's messengers of
encouragement... to be thankful and also
God helps those who help themselves. Amen..
I trust your days are full to the brim with
blessings. With love, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

...indeed, they are...and about to become even more so with the holidays 'round the corner!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kelly... I am so blessed to have poet friends like
you and Lydia. I am looking forward to the Christmas
Spirit and our CD's of Christmas music... Blue Christmas
and all the favorites. hugs, Pat

[Valentine]

Different approach to viewing birds feeding and communicating with each other. Nature at its best...shared. Valentine

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kathie... I imagine birds "tweet" to
communicate upon branches of nature's
governing powers... in much the same
manner as Trump likes to communicate
about matters that affect our
governing powers. truly, Pat

[Tom]

Delightful how nature's precious little creatures seem to draw strength and sustenance from each others company and their shared plight of finding and gathering much needed food during the cold and barren winter months!

A seasonal serenade for the oncoming cold season, flowing and brimming with nature's treasure !

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Tom, how delightful to read your review.
I love the idea of a seasonal serenade. As long as
nature is unfolding as usual, our climate is doing
well. May you enjoy this season of geese flying
in formation and the wind through the trees
with leaves tinted in shades of red and gold.
truly, Pat

[Beccy]

Winter can be a harsh, unforgiving time for many of nature's creatures, but still birds will sing their hearts out. My favourite, I confess, is the Robin, they are territorial little things, but the sound they make is so melodious.

A lovely poem Patricia.

Beccy.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Beccy... a sweet review that is mellow
and melodious...each little bird is worth their
weight in gold. They are like a fine-tuned watch
that is timely and true. We live in the middle of a
bird haven with crepe Myrtle and soft needle pines.
Yes, Robins are family, indeed. truly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

how different everyone expresses the seasons be it a bird, a frog, just sounds of celebration, on being alive and well. nice one Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Andrew... Ribbit ... Great to celebrate life!
Your review is like a pine cone dipped in honey covered
with seeds. Soon we will be chirping like a Cricket
on the hearth.. in December. truly, Pat