When Spring was Green and Butterflies fluttered

In the midst of Winter Snow amongst the Cedar Trees 

there were the most beautiful White Breasted 

Bohemian Waxwing Sweethearts...   

They gathered Red Berries for a night of Feather Fights... 

The Moon and Stars were ready for a Shakespearean performance... 

As the curtain went up the Stars sang Hallelujah and the Moon smiled... 

The Wine of Red Berries was intoxicating and feathers fluttered while 

Stars danced like Butterflies sipping the remains of the Wine... 

Begin the Bequine brings back a memory when Spring was Green... 

Reviews

[Neville]

ahh those halcyon days of yore, sublimely captured here for anyone & everyone to find & to savour .. perfectly placed on the back of a pair of Bohemian Waxwings .. I have never seen one in the flesh Pat .. but am familiar with them as a species and can not imagine one without a red berry in its bill or very near ......... well penned my friend

Neville x

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville... so many species of Birds... and so little Time. My Father's family emigrated to the United States via the Statue of Liberty... way back before 1940. It may have been Best to have another Statue of Liberty at our Southern Border and handled the Paperwork as done in New York for so many years. Then when they became Citizens... they worked very diligently to make our Country the Greatest Nation. O course the other Countries have their own species of Birds and all they need is Seeds and fresh water to survive when they Migrate and fly to our Country. Why do we try so hard to ReStle our Country... as it went through many Wars and struggles to Survive. Where are the Wise Owls who could tell us a thing or two. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Why do we try to Re-Style (Re-Make) our Country... when we were the Greatest Nation after so many Wars have been fought to abolish Tyranny and protect the Laws that have served us so Well. Amen...

[Patricia]

I love how you find the beauty in everything even in January. I feel renewed reading this. Spring in January how invigorating ;)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Patricia… January was my Mothers Birthday Month.. She taught me to love 💗 flowers and birds,.. all year long… Lovely to read your words and share the Hope of Spring. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia]

my mothers is January 30, it will be the second year without her now. I remember her in the hummingbirds :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Patricia.. how sweet… my Mom had the energy of a Hummingbird when she was Young… and was as Pretty as a Hummer… truly.. 🌈. Pat

[Patricia]

so did my mom, our mothers would have been good friends and I wouldn't have been so worn out LOL Love P.

[Patricia Wedel]

My Mother Edith and her Mom Minnie planted flowers and canned vegetables in glass Jars .. they also froze veggies later on. After I had my two children my Mom passed at age 58.. she was 17 when she gave birth to me. She is a hard Act to follow.. lol. 💕 Pat

[Patricia]

Indeed! Cheers and let’s hope our children remember us so fondly :)

[Patricia Wedel]

Our Best Legacy would be to have a Sense of Beauty and a sense of good humor to experience the Best of Life … tenderly, Pat

[Patricia]

ahhh then we both have succeeded :) Love P.

[Lorry]

Thoughts of spring infiltrate the colder months, perhaps to let us remember that all hope is not lost in the frozen quarter and will return one day.
I must say I admit that older me and very young me are beginning to see eye to eye, as when I see naked trees now, I remember the first day of school when the trees got naked and I thought it was a harbinger of doom.
Perhaps now I understand it is the cycle of life, but it still fills me with dread that first day when leaves shed and innocence becomes a little less... Especially after it rains and they all look like soggy cornflakes 😊
Thanks for the reminder Pat, that hopes roots still grow away, unseen. And a very happy Burns night to you dear poet.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry.. you have introduced me to your Poet Burns…. and I thank you for a light-hearted Review. Dearly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Pat. Very cold in Michigan. I am dreaming of a warm day too. A wonderful poem shared my dear friend.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John… the Chill factor is unbelievable… you need to Bundle Up and wear Ski Masks 🎭 and Gloves with Warm Boots and a 🎩 Hat… or else you might Look like a Snow Man … I imagine Michigan is much Colder. When I grew up in Maryland… we would Ice Skate ⛸ on frozen Ponds. Thanks for your Review. Spring is sleeping in a Cave with Hibernating 🐻 Bears. Hugs, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Pat. Won't be long. Spring will come, and you are welcome.

[Chris Shaw]

When spring is green all memories of the cold winter disappear. Spring will soon be here and I am looking forward to daffodils and hyacinths in my garden. I love your poem about when butterflies fluttered. You have such an endearing way with your poems about our beautiful avian friends. Begin the beguine is a song but I can't remember which crooner sang it. I am sure you will be able to remind me. Thank you Pat for your poetry. Always visual, always beautiful. I love your new avatar too, of family.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow… Chris… it almost seems like the New Jerusalem… when sung by Neil Diamond so many years ago. That is, a feeling that we may have when Spring bursts forth this Year.
I appreciate your Review. gently, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome always dear Pat :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Fantastic. reading your words puts a sense of calm in my soul.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dale… Nature can be very calming in the Midst of a Pandemic. Be blessed and be Safe. gently, Pat

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Spring can be found in every season if we look close enough 🌹

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Kelly… so thoughtful of you to leave your thoughts. We can find Spring any time of the year… as it is a Presence that lingers in our 💜 Heart… I seem to buy “Cut” flowers at the Market, such as Hydrangea in white and purple… it seems to complement the Snow in January. tenderly, Pat

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

Just beautiful like you are inside and out 🌹

[Patricia Wedel]

Hi Kelly.. I truly get Lost in a Flower. They are the best Therapy…. hugs, Pat

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹❤️❤️❤️

[Sami Khalil]

You snap the most beautiful mind pics of Nature with its feathery Joy's and post it for all to enjoy. Your imagery is splendid.
Glad we have you on this site.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami… even in the Winter our feathered friends color our days with lovely songs … They are Messengers of God’s Grace. tenderly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! So true and well said. You are welcome Patricia.