I followed as the trees
grew their leaves and leaned,
green, into summer;
I greeted the magpies
who appear each day
past the heat of noon;
and I smiled as bluetits
bobbed like feathery bubbles
from bough to bough.
Poem & photograph: © Kristiana Reed 2020
Beautiful and so is the Bluetit. I had to look it up as it is not a bird we have around here. Really gorgeous bird. Lovely visual. Have a blessed evening my friend. Love 💕 Joni
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Aw thank you!! ♥️♥️♥️
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❤️💕
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Bluetits as feathery bubbles – love it!!
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Thank you ☺️
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