Birder's Morning By nature a collector Counter Lister Guilty of reducing the poetic To prosaic Or formulaic Guilty of choosing spots For their ability to enhance totals So today
Nothing new! On the best trail In a superb refuge Everything the same Curse this lingering winter! But the sandhill's bugle (What hill are we taking?) And the grouse's drumming (She's out there somewhere) And the wood duck's explosion (Pardon me, didn't mean to disturb) And the pileated's haunting (Straight out of a "B" movie) Even the jay's complaint (Just this side of irritating) Remind me that I'm blessed That I've been lifted out of the urban (Try finding "spring of the year" there) That the One who made these (Sorry about the political in-correctness) Can be celebrated in sameness That joy is not just found in the new Or the more (Good birding to all!) Al Schirmacher Princeton, MN Mille Lacs & Sherburne Counties