Birds of Short Hills In the Quiet Days of Late Autumn Morning in late October arrive softly beginning to wear its winter hush. The air thins, the light sharpens, and the woods grow spare. What was once a chorus has become a quiet ensemble — fewer voices, but each one distinct, resonant, enduring. The leaves that remainContinue reading “Feathers in the Falling Light — Part II”
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The Vanishing Sparrows
(They were once everywhere—flitting through courtyards, nesting in the quiet eaves, stitching our mornings with song. The house sparrow was not a creature of the wilderness; it was part of our breath, our rhythm, our childhood. Now, they are gone.Not with a storm, not with fanfare—just gone. With them, something else has faded too. TheContinue reading “The Vanishing Sparrows”
Where Have the Sparrows Gone?
My six-year-old granddaughter, returning from school, looked up at me with bright, curious eyes and asked, “What’s a house sparrow? Can you show me one?” Such a simple question—and yet it left me searching for an answer I could not readily give. How do I explain that the birds that were once our constant companions,Continue reading “Where Have the Sparrows Gone?”
Of Beauty, Of Freedom, Of Nature’s way, See The Enchantress slowly sway!
(In the quiet embrace of dawn, where the world blinks awake in hues of amber and gold, I find myself in trance, held captive not by the elements, but by the beguiling dance of Shama, a creature of the wild that flits and flutters into the corners of my vision and the edges of myContinue reading “Of Beauty, Of Freedom, Of Nature’s way, See The Enchantress slowly sway!”
A Teaser and A Tormentor: Part II
It may be in order, to briefly describe this charming beauty, though words may not do full justice to its pulchritude. For many of us, who have difficulty conjuring up an image, the shape and size, and the contours of an agile streamlined body, the following may be of some help. A Biological Account AContinue reading “A Teaser and A Tormentor: Part II”
A Teaser and A Tormentor: Part I
This bird tantalizes me incessantly. Perhaps ‘fascinates’ would be a more suitable term, but its perpetual motion is so captivating and yet so distracting that it effortlessly diverts my attention from any task at hand. An Enchantress Exceedingly agile and animated, it incessantly moves its posterior up and down, never pausing for more than aContinue reading “A Teaser and A Tormentor: Part I”
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