Seed Seekers

White-winged Crossbills extract seeds from Cones ...

Soft orange-red feathers with knowing eyes  

and full seductive BEEKS that gather seeds of Spruce Pine... 

Wistful and provocative will attract attention in a misty rain.   

I feel the melancholy looking out my frosty window pane...   

Being Winter finches they also eat Sunflower seeds at feeders.

  

The red birds are male, while females and young birds are are 

both tinged greenish... perhaps to celebrate St. Patricks Day... 

Saint Brigid of county Kildare is the Patron saint of healers, 

babies and fugitives.  We will be blessed with healing on March 17... 

Fine ... 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem dear Pat.
"The red birds are male, while females and young birds are are
both tinged greenish... perhaps to celebrate St. Patricks Day...
Saint Brigid of county Kildare is the Patron saint of healers,
babies and fugitives. We will be blessed with healing on March 17..
Fine ..."
I liked the knowledge shared and the above lines. Good evening from Michigan and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... it is a pleasure to read your words to join in healing for our Country... we appreciate your service to our Country... trusting that ou will be Brave and keep well. Perhaps we will have the Luck of the Irish and soon we will be wearing green and on the way toRecovery. gently, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

St. Patricks day. My favorite. Almost Spring. Maybe the warm days. Will make life easier dear Pat. I hope.

[Robert Trakofler]

I know I am ready! well, I think we all are:) Patricia, you are always a puff of fresh air in these trying times:)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Robert.. plenty of Sunshine here in Virginia by the Rappahannock River. It seems that we need to have Faith that good decisions will be made for all concerned. Thanks for stopping by with a good word..
gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

by March 17...I think we will be well into the healing...
and perhaps we won't have to rely on the feeders anymore...we may be able to fly on our own.
things will get better.

[Patricia Wedel]

Your wisdom is always comforting... at this time of year we think of hearts for Valentines and wearing of the Green for Lucky four leaf clovers... a prayer for ushering in a new era of Goodwill and healing. Be blessed and thank you for touching upon my mountain
thyme for seasoning our meals of fortitude. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Dear folks...We are blessed with Faith, Hope, and Charity;
but the greatest of these is Love... Amen

[emmajoy]

How very true and Petal, many thanks for reminding us. Hoping you and Roger are keeping safe as possibly can.

[Patricia Wedel]

My dear Em... we are sequestered among the tall Sycamore trees where beautiful feathered Song birds hum lullabies of blue skies in morning misty moments. Wishing you the best blossoms when Spring tenders petals soft with healing smiles. tenderly, Pat

[emmajoy]

Many thank yous, dear lady. Our world is what we find these days.. for most it is still beautiful. xx