Felice Pace

(in honor of Petey Brucker) The barn swallows are back, Fresh from their long flight north. They sit on my carport roof And sing their nesting song. These old friends have returned On a day I mourn another friend, Dear Petey, who has passed on. I am grateful for their presence. Like detritus, irretrievable losses […]

Watching the pecking order firsthand At the bird feeder under the awning Outside my kitchen window where, This day, finches rule the roost. The males sport bright red feathers, Flashing flags sure to attract females. Along comes a slender siskin, a diminutive Tyrant who drives the larger birds away. But soon the finches return to […]

The swallows are gathering at Klamath Glen. Queing up on the telephone lines, Chattering to their neighbors, Exchanging pleasantries and updates on Eggs laid and chicks survived or lost, Getting ready for the long trip south. It’s been months since they arrived in One large flock. Breaking immediately Into pairs, off they went to nest […]

The winter birds love this sunlight; They take…