A Gentle Morning

There was a beautiful full moon last night and of course I felt the urge to take a couple dozen photos of it. πŸ˜„

I’m not sure why, but like the swans and the sunrise and sunset, I find it hard to resist snapping picture after picture of beautiful things in the sky!

It was still there when I woke up this morning, hanging on the other side of the house for a few minutes before sinking down below the horizon.

The hubs slept in but I was up in time to see the sun rise and the moon fall, along with the roosters who were crowing inside their almost-soundproof coop and the outdoor pups who were up awroo-ing the morning’s arrival in their not-so-soundproof kennel.

The sunrise was gentle and lovely.

All around the house the birds were also watching the sun rise. The fat magpie seemed to appreciate it the most.

The starlings weren’t as worried about the sunrise as they were waiting for me to throw food to the critters so they could try to make their way into the poultry pens to steal it.

They seem to be multiplying quickly out there.

The house sparrows still had plenty of food in their window feeder, which seems to have miraculously escaped the starling’s notice still.

I’m sure it won’t be long. Soon there will be more of them (starlings) than house sparrows if they keep coming, and eventually one of them will notice my little window box full of bird seed.

When they do, I’ll have to rethink filling those feeders as the starlings can be quite aggressive and have been known to fly straight into the windows hard enough to startle me first thing in the morning, frenzying over the seed.

I prefer my mornings to be peaceful and those silly birds are anything but that…

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