Kickin' back, musing, observing, and gathering inspiration from the hills of East Tennessee.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
The Cedar Waxwings are here today in flock, eating the blue berries from their namesake, the Eastern Red Cedar trees. These elegant birds are beautiful to behold, with the mix of green, bluish gray, yellow, and a spot of red on their wings and a black mask across their eyes, but I find them difficult to photograph because they just won't sit STILL, and they are here one moment, gone the next! This is the only time of the year when we are blessed with their presence, when the berries on the cedars must be at their yummiest. Occasionally we see one in the summer.
Rabbits cookin' coffee -- that's what the locals call it. But here in this little hollow in East Tennessee, when the hills surrender their misty hostage to reveal the stalwart cedars growing by the stream in our pasture, I know there is no place on earth I would rather be. The welcome mat is out! Come and sit on the porch and chat with me awhile!