by Birdie Girl | Jun 20, 2016 | Birdie Girl, My Writing
When I was growing up, my grandparents owned twenty-six acres of woodlands and marshes that were a haven for birds. My grandfather took long planks, forming Zen-like bridges which zig zagged through the wetlands, creating a trail to the Baker River where we would...
by Birdie Girl | Jun 14, 2016 | Birdie Girl, My Writing
This sweet bird greets me every morning outside my mom’s kitchen window in New Hampshire. Both the male and the female are building a nest under the back porch by the cellar door. They habitually place their mud, moss and grass nests in protected nooks on bridges,...
by Birdie Girl | Oct 26, 2015 | Birdie Girl, My Writing
To my delight, I saw six bluebirds at the birdbath in my father-in-law’s garden. I was able to catch a couple of photos and work some drawings. Bluebirds have always been a rare sighting for me but the last few years I have been seeing more of them in Northern...
by Birdie Girl | Jun 4, 2015 | Birdie Girl
We’re lucky today in the northeastern corner of California to get a little rain. We live on the edge of the Great Basin high desert and the last few evenings have been wet ones. The air now has a fresh smell. Lilli lives on the far end of town. Sometimes we take our...
by Birdie Girl | May 29, 2015 | Birdie Girl
One of my favorite artists is Beverley Hackett, a printer from Grass Valley, California, who passed away just few years ago. She did the above print of Steller’s Jays in 1982. I have it hanging on my wall near the window where as I watch the Steller’s Jays in the...
