The Early Bird Catches The Worm
April 15, 2008 by Kaydee
Spring not only brings beautiful flowers, but brilliant colored birds…and more moss than I can handle. I spotted this Blue Jay from my kitchen window today. It reminded me of when I was a child. We had a big window in our living room. I loved to take my moms bird book, lean over the back of the recliner, and gaze out the window into our tree in hopes of catching a glimpse of a pretty bird.
Isn’t funny how we can see or smell something and all of a sudden we are thrown back in time to a memory that we have long forgotten? Every now and then they are uncomfortable memories that we didn’t stuff back far enough into the recesses of our mind, but usually they are wonderful memories that we wish would pop out more often.
The early Kaydee catches the bird. Awesome pics, especially the snow-capped tulip.
Your Blue Jays are certainly different than our eastern ones. Instead of the “sooty” hood, ours have white markings on the head, a white breast, and only a bit of black on the head, wings and tail. This link will show you the difference a bit better than my description:
http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/Blue_Jay.html
Either way, Spring has finally arrived here in Mass. bringing 70-80 degree temps the past week, and urging the daffodils, hyacinths, forsythia and PJM Rhododendrons out in full bloom. The pear and cherry trees have sprouted their white and pink blossoms over the weekend and the tulips are still green but growing.
It’s funny that you should mention how memories just suddenly come to mind, as that happened to me the other day. Just walking outdoors early in the morning to get the newspaper from the driveway, there was something in that slight breeze or in the aroma of new growth that triggered memories and feelings that I couldn’t quite put my finger on, but were pretty powerful nonetheless. It was the oddest thing, like when you sometimes wake from a dream and try to hold onto the pieces of the story to ponder a bit about before it all drifts away. Interesting.