Beginning with an offering soon becomes a commotion.
A flurry of feathers, darting in and out, awaiting their turn.
Your turn arrives in this present moment: what choice will you make?
Commotion
White-breasted Nuthatch
Winter Caching
A secluded stand of trees, surrounding a snow-covered stone.
Atop the stone, a Winter offering of food from a friend.
No time to eat and enjoy now though, cache for the cold future.
In for a Closer Look
What’s that laughing sound I hear - seems to be coming from the trees?
I’m looking all around me and still I cannot find the source.
Suddenly, a flash of white and grey flies past and lands, it’s you!