THE EARLY BIRD .......

Not every early bird is into worms like the common robin who hops across the lawn with his head cocked to the side listening, yes listening to worms slithering in the darkness below the green sod. By being an early bird myself I have been refreshed with the cool air in early morning walks along the creek during another week of a heat wave that suffocates ones breath as the sun climbs high in the sky. Yesterday after our walk I was enjoying  my breakfast of yogurt and blueberries on the patio when a high, thin, buzzing whistle caught my attention. It took some time to locate the source, but there he was on the highest branch of a neighbouring Hawthorne tree, looking pretty small and camouflaging among the leaves. Time for a Kodak moment, but what was the chance he would still be there as I quickly fetched the camera and used the 50x zoom lens to identify him. What a treat to spy on this Cedar Waxwing, also one who is fond of berries like myself. It was in a moment of focusing on this pretty bird hiding behind his black face mask that I was surprised to see not just one, but two Waxwings surveying the expanse of blue sky. Clearly, on this morning the early bird caught a special moment.