Near and Dear

The house sparrow
is a common little bird in my neighborhood.

Often overlooked and in spite of it's many short comings is always welcome here.

“I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn.”

Henry David Thoreau

The Red Birdhouse

There was an empty old birdhouse

kicking around, out behind the shed.

One sunny spring day

I dragged it out and painted it bright red.

I wedged it tight,

inside the branches

on the Rose of Sharon tree.

And then I waited patiently

for a bird to come and see.

to be continued... IF a bird comes.