Summer is gone. Fall is almost gone. Winter is near. Most, but not all, of the birds that I feed or love to see and hear, are gone. Gone until spring returns. Still, I feed the house finches, nutcrackers, wooly woodpeckers, bluejays, mourning doves, and chickadees. Oh, the cardinal and his Mrs. too!

I don’t know how it started, but, I know it will never end. I love birds. I love every single thing about them. I long for them sometimes. I long for their calls, I long to see them when the season changes, I look forward to them coming back to me in the spring. The robin’s morning call being my favorite.

I feel sad the entire month of November. Thank goodness for the joy December brings.

xoxo