birds alight low on the evergreen boughs
calling & singing
as I fill the feeders-
the air is feather light
with the sound of wings & the dawning sun
thecourseofourseasons
Observations from the Garden
birds alight low on the evergreen boughs
calling & singing
as I fill the feeders-
the air is feather light
with the sound of wings & the dawning sun
thecourseofourseasons 
🙂 lovely! I see you keep your feathery neighbors well fed in the winter – I’m sure they appreciate it!
Glorious photos and I so love the poem, especially your two closing lines.
The lightness of those winterdays still can feel heavy…