our bluejay jeer-jeers
amid newly-forming buds
before he disappears
Copyright 2022 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: My camera missed our bluejay, but it found some signs of spring in the buds.
Here is some life-coaching from Margaret Atwood’s February:
You’re the life principle,
more or less, so get going
on a little optimism around here.
Get rid of death. Celebrate increase. Make it be spring.
10 thoughts on “To February”
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
CHEERS-CHEERS….TO US AND THE BLUE JAY!
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He has mighty pretty plumage! 🙂
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YES HE DOTH!
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the jay is hopeful – love this poem and pic, Brenda
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Thanks, Beth. 🙂
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lovely poem and photo
and cheers t February and spring on the way
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The long dark days are lengthening already. 🙂
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I know and thanks for reminding us
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The “boys” (2 or 3 bluejays) visit my feeder out my front window, and I love it! I try to keep the feeder full so we can have dinner together!
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They are gorgeous, aren’t they?
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