Will the winter never be over,
Will the dark days never go?
Must the buttercup and the clover
Be always hid under the snow?

Ah, lend me your little ear, love!
Hark! 'tis a beautiful thing;
The weariest month of the year, love,
Is shortest and nearest to spring.

Adeline Whitney

The clearing of a storm.

Loch Coruisk in its typical mood!

Pelicans always look like they're crash landing.

#birds

The wind was wild, and Coo’s spirit wilder. Her fringe blew sideways, her tail did its own wee dance, and she stood, completely unbothered.
She’d tried to be neat and tidy - all she was “meant” to be.
But today she let go.
‘I’m not a mess,’ she said, ‘I’m windswept and wonderful.’

#BeYou #SelfLove

My Birdathon #AlphabetOfBirds continues! Raising awareness about @birdscanada.bsky.social

*F* is for feet. Whether it's talons for ripping, paddles for paddling, grippers for climbing on tree trunks or whatever American coot feet are, bird feet are amazing examples of adaptation #birds 🌿

#ドラゴンの日

Sparrow Cat 🪶

blossoms of spring as topic for my first post on this account 🌸
primroses underneath the cherry tree

#bloomscrolling #garden