I always like the whistling sound the morning doves' wings make when they visit our backyard. And yes for fences (much as I love dogs) - our cats sure appreciate them! Although I'm sure most of the dogs just want to be friends.
I do enjoy looking at your birds when I read your verses. Your robin is a lot different that ours, and looks to be smaller. I see why people like it. Wouldn't life be dull without wildlife and birds?
You're lucky to have the collared doves – such a beautiful, delicate pigeon, with such a lovely soft call. Although Edinburgh generally has such wonderfully diverse birdlife, I’m disappointed by how rare collared doves are here. There are plenty of woodpigeons, though – COOO COOO coo-coo (coo) – and it’s always entertaining to watch them trying to hang upside down to get to elderberries, thinking that they’re little blue tits!
The third haiku had me laughing. Overall, I enjoyed these haiku--delightful! :)
And I want to thank you for visiting me over at my poetry LJ. I'm returning the visit, and I apologize that it took me forever to respond! Been busy with school and work, of course. So I hope you don't mind me adding you on LJ! :)
Yes, thank goodness for fences. Our squirrels rely on them. But that didn't stop a hawk from swooping down on my favorite squirrel. Luckily she skittered away in time.
Love the robin!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it glorious?! Despite waking to 51 spring times it all seems fresh and new.
ReplyDeleteOur neighbor's dog is a bit fierce to people too - he's really just a very old softie but has a loud scary bark.
ReplyDeleteThese are just lovely Juliet.
these are delightful
ReplyDeleteI haven't seen a robin in my garden for quite a while but I have blackbirds nesting in the hedge.
ReplyDeleteBirds really are a delight.
Like all of those, Juliet - particularly the robin. For such an agressive little bird they do a good job in getting our affection, don't they?
ReplyDeleteI always like the whistling sound the morning doves' wings make when they visit our backyard. And yes for fences (much as I love dogs) - our cats sure appreciate them! Although I'm sure most of the dogs just want to be friends.
ReplyDeleteI do enjoy looking at your birds when I read your verses. Your robin is a lot different that ours, and looks to be smaller. I see why people like it. Wouldn't life be dull without wildlife and birds?
ReplyDeleteYou're lucky to have the collared doves – such a beautiful, delicate pigeon, with such a lovely soft call. Although Edinburgh generally has such wonderfully diverse birdlife, I’m disappointed by how rare collared doves are here. There are plenty of woodpigeons, though – COOO COOO coo-coo (coo) – and it’s always entertaining to watch them trying to hang upside down to get to elderberries, thinking that they’re little blue tits!
ReplyDeleteHi Juliet!
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting my blog. Nice to meet you.
Beautiful photos and nice blog. :)
Yes, the American Robin is quite different looking, but they follow along, looking for fresh worms and grubs too!
ReplyDeleteLittle bursts of spring - it couldn't be anything else!
ReplyDeleteI've seen more robins in my garden lately
ReplyDeleteI'm tempted to take it as a personal compliment
as i read this i have to ask, what am i doing in jersey?!?!
ReplyDeletethank you for a glimpse with your perfectly painted poems.
You have captured spring, with your carefully crafted and inspired words~
ReplyDeleteLove the middle one. That sense of the robin getting something from you (grubs) and you getting something from the robin (poetry).
ReplyDeleteWonderful spring haiku! Sweet and evocative! Our robins are all out in the rain today, gathering earthworms.
ReplyDeleteThe third haiku had me laughing. Overall, I enjoyed these haiku--delightful! :)
ReplyDeleteAnd I want to thank you for visiting me over at my poetry LJ. I'm returning the visit, and I apologize that it took me forever to respond! Been busy with school and work, of course. So I hope you don't mind me adding you on LJ! :)
Yes, thank goodness for fences. Our squirrels rely on them. But that didn't stop a hawk from swooping down on my favorite squirrel. Luckily she skittered away in time.
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