The Goldfinch and the Afghan
While I was sitting on the porch, relaxing in nice weather...
A little bird came visiting with very golden feathers.
It was a Finch who landed on the afghan on the rail..
She looked at me with eyes so scared and flipped her little tail.
The afghan lying there... across the rail to dry..
The bird building her nest that day...saw it with her eye.
A bit of string attracted her...the fringe went all around..
She went to work and pulled that string without a single sound.
She stuffed her mouth and flew away...to her nest up in the tree...
Paid no attention to the world....especially not to me.
Her nest was needed right away...her babes would be so warm..
With fuzz she took from my afghan on that warm July morn.
I ran to get a camera... and sat there oh so still..
She never returned that morning...I think she had her fill.
A lesson learned just yesterday while on the porch I sat...
My camera will be with me...you can be sure of that.
I miss so many great pictures by not having my camera at the ready. It's hard to always take a camera around, while I'm doing work in the garden. My hands get dirty...where will I put the camera....don't want it to get dirty or wet...I feel like a packrat anyway, out in the yard. So much to carry around like my tools, waste bucket, sometimes my lawn cart, and always my chair. The camera just gets in the way. But yesterday it was a different story. I was just sitting on the porch....resting a bit....when this little goldfinch came flying in. I had put the afghan over the porch rail because it was damp. It was about 1 1/2 ft from me. She landed on the afghan and gave me a look. I didn't move an inch....I hardly took a breath. She tugged and tugged at the fringe...all the while keeping a "bird's eye view" on me. She made several trips back and forth from me to the Ash tree in the front yard. I felt safe getting up and sneaking into the house for the camera, while she was gone. I got back and set up the camera, so I wouldn't have to move an inch....and she didn't come back. I checked several times that day and didn't see her on the afghan. I left it there until night and then moved it to the back of the chair. I hope she got her nest built. I like to think of those baby birds all cuddled in my afghan.