It happens every year and yet I am still fascinated by it all. It's the migration of the birds.
I looked out the window of my studio which is on the second floor of our house. There they were...robins. Flocks of them. In trees, in these bushes.
They are a kind of holly bush and because the drought is over in Atlanta, they are just FULL of red berries. Nothing seems interested in them till spring and then it is a feast. We have 10 birds at a time in there filling up for the long ride north.
They will need the energy to get thru all that snow! Nature is unending, changes and yet remains the same. Peek out your window today...you may see something wonderful!
