Scarlet Tanager of Brightness and Warmth

Tanagers nest in Coniferous Forests of the North and 

high mountains, but during migration they may show up 

in any Habitat ...  pausing in back yards in late Spring... 

A symbol of desires, goals, freedom, independence, 

peace and harmony, love, balance, and new ideas.  

As always... Nature provides a Tableau of examples 

that prove a clear path to Emerald City.    

  

Reviews

[Lorry]

Always learning from your words Pat, your page is fast becoming my favourite nature show, filling a less colourful world with a bit of brightness against the gloom of the here and now.... or like here, the snow blindness of the now.
In the distance of snow covered trees, I hear aplenty but see little of our feathered friends. Leaving nibbles and juice to entice the shy. Even the (my) owl family seem to have had enough and moved on, or perhaps their vocal chords just need a bit of defrosting.
A much needed and appreciated splash of vibrant colour must be a welcome sight in such days of silenced wonder.
It's certainly a welcome view from here.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry... I am very "touched" by your review.
We will be having a Big Snow tomorrow Saturday evening into Sunday. I worry about our feathered friends. How do they survive when it is below freezing? They bring so much Color into our Life. It is Sad when an Owl family moves on... but they may return. I can recognize certain Red Cardinals as some of then have very distinctive markings. The females are more trusting; however th bright Red Male Cardinals are like the Secret Service... their Priority is to Protect the Heart of the Family. Hope you have a warm Hearth or Wood Stove for Warmth. tenderly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

sadly this reminds me of nature’s splendours vanishing before our eyes. Nice write Pat as always with your flair and your kindness towards others, your character of substance shines through.

[emmajoy]

When, you, dear Petal, write about our fluttering, swooping and soaring friends, you make the All About fold us in its arms wherever we are. Am convinced you were once or twice, perhaps thrice.. a bird that flew the world and brought it joy. You do here and now, for me and so many others. Thank you so much. So hope you and Roger are as safe as safe can be.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Em... I love your expressions of fluttering, swooping and soaring. Our birds do that outside our large Kitchen window... as they sit on Holly branches and watch me (the magic Lady) who may have some part in leaving the beautiful Buffet of Seed on the flat wide railing around the Deck... at least I feel that they somehow know, as they surely watch me place the Seed that suddenly appears. I for certain adore the winged song birds. It is a symbol of how we care for people everywhere. I think of you, Em, helping people sort their feelings on the help line...
feeding their Soul with nourishment. with love and prayers, Pat

[Delmar Cooper]

Nice to see a fellow bird lover. I have 12 nesting boxes scattered around my property and the neighbor's. This time of year I see flocks of birds that I rarely see as singletons. Cedar waxwings, red wing black birds, purple grackles , in battalion strength.

Thanks for sharing.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Delmar... I share your Joy of leaving accommodations for our feathered friends. Each bird is a Jewel so exquisitely made. Of course the Crows and Falcons all have their place in the Universe and serve a purpose. The peaceful Mourning Doves and Wise Owls are amazing also.. I have seen Cedar Waxwings and Red Wing black birds... and so many others. Be blessed and Safe. gently, Pat

[Fran Marie]

your poems are
always so uplifting
a nature tour of
delightful scenes
and colorful birds
within an atmosphere
such as that of an
emerald city filled
with the zest of life

Nice Work!#

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Fran Marie. I appreciate your review and
do agree that colorful Birds add an atmosphere that
brings us closer to Paradise. tenderly, Pat

[barleygirl]

I love how your poem teaches us about the migratory patterns of tanagers & then sorta flies off into a whole different kind of migration, taking the reader thru the symbolic nuances of this bird and its flight path thru one's heart & soul. Your tableau is as irresistibly feathery as can be. I'm nowhere near Emerald City, but I was transported there in your poem -- both as a place, feeling the magic of city of Oz, and also as a deep green forest (of which we have none around here!) This reminds me of the Native American way of assigning personal qualities to the various beings of the earth, including trees & rocks & mosses (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... your reviews restore my faith in all things feathery and peaceful. My son Robert married a pretty Lady whois Navajo... so my two granddaughters are part Hungarian like me and a bit Irish and Scott from their fathers grandfather. We ar very diversified.... like the Birds and even the Beasties that we adore. We are blessed with lovely trees, rocks and mosses. We have beautiful green Moss under some of our trees. It all gives me a sense of being a part of Nature. Love and blessings, gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

I love your descriptions of the Tanager; I'm sure we have them in the Appalachians. Your words are clear and flowing. I must look them up to see if they are around my neck of the woods. Lovely poem as always Pat.
Best, Betty

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty... now I know you live in the Appliachians... it must be beautiful... we can study Birds together. Thanks for reviewing. My daughter Edie (named after my Mother Edith) and family had Snow in southern Virginia... but we have Sunshine. Be blessed. tenderly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

We have sunshine but freezing cold!!! and by the way my mother's name was Edith!!! Stay warm
Truly, Betty

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty... how sweet and charming that your Mother’s name was Edith ... my Grandmother Minnie was born and raised in Tennessee and then.. she met Grandpa Dave. He was a Coal Miner in West Virginia. They had three girls.. Bertha, Edith and Madeline; as well as three boys.. Luther, Roy and James (Jimmy). I am the oldest Grandchild and there is only me and two others grands living. My oldest grandson is 17... so God-willing and the Creek don’t rise .. I will be a great grandmother some day. Be Blessed and Be well. with love 💕 and prayers, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sorry to butt in....Yes, Betty...Scarlet Tanagers are where you are...they inhabit most of the Eastern United States. They would be found in the woods.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks everyone!! It's freezing here, maybe in the spring!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I love birds as well....I had a collection of model birds that I painted when I was a kid.
Painted Bunting, Baltimore Oriole, and Scarlet Tanager was one.
We had some of those in Central Park.
your descriptions are always eloquent.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob... you seem to be talented in many forms of Art. Painted Buntings are a favorite of mine. It seems that Birds may not be susceptible to the Virus. Perhaps we could grow Wings and discover their Secret.
Be wise and wear your disguise... but do not cover your all-seeing Eyes. Thanks for dropping nuggets of cheerful words. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Oh gosh, I am terrible at the art form of painting...these were paint by numbers birds if I remember right...but fun to do...I think my cat Hank could have painted them.
And they could not fly...darn.

[Sami Khalil]

I love birds. I love your writes about them. I love how you share their meanings to us. Your poetry is full of value as them. You give us hope that freedom is still alive.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! God help us all. You are welcome.

[Patricia Wedel]

Sorry Sami... our poetry Site should only be for Art... I have crossed the line... perhaps I should delete my comment. Please forgive.
truly, Pat I do appreciate your kind review.

[Sami Khalil]

No biggie. You are welcome.

[Patricia Wedel]

Birds are our Role Models in so many venues.
We can only hope and pray that there will be a brighter day.
the Author, Pat