fuzzy bees and spikey petals
blue feathers on the forest floor
yawns and naps and cold, sweet tea
seashells in a garden
Summer
fuzzy bees and spikey petals
blue feathers on the forest floor
yawns and naps and cold, sweet tea
seashells in a garden
spanishwoods 
Beautiful photos and poem, Sylvia.
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Thanks so much Tim. 🙂
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Wonderful photos, Sylvia! It sounds like your summer has been sweet. ❤️
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It has been very sweet John. But I always look forward to autumn! 🙂
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Yes, and yes! Lovely.
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Thank you Dale 🙂
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My pleasure
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A blue feather … something exotic? 🙂
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I was thinking Blue Jay, but maybe something more exotic, I don’t know…
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Love the poem and the fun photos Sylvia 🙂 🙂
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thank you 🙂
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Such nostalgic joy your vignette brings! I haven’t seen such a Blue Jay feather in decades. We don’t have Blue Jays where I live, but do enjoy Stellar’s Jays, Pinyon Jays, Gray Jays, and Scrub Jays.
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They are very beautiful but they are the bullies of my back yard forest. They swoop into trees and make the sparrows and the finches fly quickly away. Only the lone hawk puts them in their place. I find the dusty blue of your jays to be dreamy and lovely. I wonder if they are as aggressive as the blue jays here in Pennsylvania?
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Blue Jays do bully, sadly. Stellar’s Jays are part black and part blue, with dark iridescence throughout. They chide me when I walk mountain paths. But none of our western jays are as aggressive as the Blue, unless you count the Magpie.
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Lovely images
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Thanks ever so much Amorina.
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Love your choices.
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Thank you Sherry.
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