They come in all shapes and sizes, at different hours of the day, chirping, cooing, screeching or squawking as they go about the serious business of surviving! My plot must be the land of plenty for them because they're here most of the time. Of course I feed them, but not all the time. This pigeon was busy pecking but when she saw me with the camera, she flew off to the wire and looked rather cheekily (I think!) at me!! This wire which is just outside our compound is a favourite haunt. I love to sit in the veranda and watch them, especially in the afternoons. My berry tree is also another favourite haunt! These are pictures of only some kinds. I have not managed to get good shots of a strikingly beautiful kingfisher that comes a-calling now. Water bounty can be tempting even with people around! The moment they see me, they're off to the wire, otherwise they're happy foraging/pecking in my front-yard! I feel blessed to be visited by such lovely creatures! There's a moorhen, furtive as ever, so I haven't got a good picture as yet! She quickly flies her short distances and disappears in a flash! But she does keep coming back. After all this is the land of plenty...!! Please click on the pictures for a better view.
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau