Birds of a feather

  Haven Rose and I share many things that will endure over time; in many ways we are ‘birds of a feather’.



We share  the same birthday, brown eyes, once curly hair, a love of family, cooking, lipstick, chocolate, and being outdoors.

I would imagine that sharing activities and interests with those you love is high on the list of resolutions and priorities for everyone in the new year.  I know it is on mine.  As time changes all of us, the shared moments change as well.  Although I must confess to nostalgia, I do love to revisit some of our common joys from times past.

Before school filled her time, she came to us for a day each week.  On those days we spent happy hours in the orchard, listening to bird song, the distinct sound of woodpeckers at work, the ‘squeak’ of doves taking to the air, and learned to recognize the haunting sound of the hawk gliding overhead in search of lunch.  We watched quail parents tending their youngsters, and lone road runners on the move.

We discovered nests,


-some, pristine-


-others, tattered and wind-torn-


delighted in finding feathers,



and loved pouring over exquisite Audubon prints to try to identify what we had seen.


Once, having stumbled on a large group of feathers, I was casting about in my mind for an appropriate explanation….


….before I could speak….“Look, Nona, a bird explosion!!”

That explanation worked for me!

Wishing you wondrous moments with loved ones in 2014!


Filed under Family history, Garden, Nature

4 responses to “Birds of a feather

  1. Lynne Tahmisian

    My heart fills with joy!

    Sent from my iPhone

  2. Karen Blake

    At 10 mos., on our Christmas visit, Sam had changed his opinion on me. I finally got to got that little angel in my arms for more than just a second and even got to watch him while Mommy and Daddy went shopping and out for a lunch together. We played little people games peek-a-boo and sang little people songs “You are my Sunshine” and laughed together, it was my heaven on earth. When Sam fell asleep on my shoulder I was enraptured and didn’t want to loose the moment. As Sam grows older, I hope to be closer in distance to him. But only time will tell. I hold the little joys he gives me in my heart, for now…

  3. Suzanne Bingham

    My heart was filled with Joy and so much love when both Peter and I read this! Such a blessing for Haven Rose❤️
    Love Grandma Suzanne

  4. Charlotte Williams

    Oh, the wondrous knowledge of a young child. Beautiful photos. Charlotte

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