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| A few weeks ago I saw this little black-and-white warbler, Mniotilta varia, hunting insects to fuel its long migration south to warmer wintering grounds. Click to enlarge. The migrants passing through, now mostly gone, made me think of this quote... |
“In November, some birds move away and some birds stay. The air is full of good-byes and well-wishes. The birds who are leaving look very serious. No silly spring chirping now. They have long journeys and must watch where they are going. The staying birds are serious, too, for cold times lie ahead. Hard times. All berries will be treasures.”
From In November by Cynthia Rylant
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| It might be a little hard to take this acrobat very seriously. But wait a month or two. |
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| And all berries will become treasures indeed. |
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