bluebirds fluttering
around their house: happy dance
in the golden sun
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青い鳥: Bluebirds – haiku
01 Jul 2014 41 Comments
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Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:01:41
Oh, I love love love this post!!! 🙂 It is so sweet and happy and friendly and full of joy! I love the image you chose and I love the image you created in my imagination with your beautiful Haiku! 🙂
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:07:54
I wish you could see them! they have been nesting in the same house for 13 years. I have other houses of younger birds. These may not be the original couple but could be their offspring. Usually shy, you can get bluebirds used to you so they stay happy and don’t mind you. In fact, my bluebirds know that if I start whistling, they go to a certain birdbath to find I'[ve put out mealy worms for them. I’ve even had one little fellow sit on my shoulder. it is so miraculous!!!! They truly are birds of happiness. and so incredibly blue – like the summer sky. You would fall in love.
Date: Tue, 1 Jul 2014 17:01:42 +0000
To: thspencer51@hotmail.com
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:13:28
Oh, yes, I would!!! I would love them!!! 🙂 How lovely!! 🙂 I have never seen a bluebird!
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:40:51
They are small and really look like their pictures – that intense blue with the red breast. They fit right in your hand.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:41:51
Oh, so sweet!! I hope I will see one one day!! 🙂
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:11:31
gorgeous!
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:13:15
Thank you! I have families, the oldest group, this group, is 13 years of generations of bluebirds
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:12:09
made me happy reading it 🙂
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:41:15
That makes me happy! 🙂
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:29:01
Beautiful Haiku about my favourite bird. I had this thought while looking down from my bedroom window. What could they see scattered on the lawn from the electric wires that they take an hour flying up and down to feed on whatever little beakful it is.?
Jul 01, 2014 @ 13:39:58
It is one of the mysteries of birds we’ll never know.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 15:55:08
All I’ve see in the wild is the Blue Jays unless I go to the pet store. Love the Haiku.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 16:07:17
TThey are all over the place in parts of the US. I have several bluebird houses in my backyard, as do many other people. Even in the city, houses with a bit of yard have birdhousez and feeders for all kinds of birds. You see cardinals, jays, bluebirds, doves as well as sparrows and wrens. Even you had the woodpecker. All kinds of birds are about in thr cities, country, wild in the southern US.
Jul 02, 2014 @ 01:27:32
I suppose having a feeder in your backyard helps attract all kinds of feathered friends.
Jul 02, 2014 @ 07:57:06
It does! several feeders, water, places for them to perch, houses…it’s like Kanzen’s Bird Amusement Park! “But truly, everywhere is a lot of birds. And downtown, nestming among certain buildings are peregrine falcons!!! How incredible is that? I guess they find the high buildings and pigeon population just what they need.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 16:19:20
Kanzen, I can’t remember the last time I saw blue birds, especially as vivid as these are. I see some cardinals from time to time here in Tampa, but being honest I don’t notice a lot of birds, at least not as many as there were up north . Thanks for the wonderful picture. Bill
Jul 02, 2014 @ 08:20:14
That was something mama noticed as soon as she moved down that way – not as many birds and she would be one to notice. Lots of waterfowl. And there are a lot of birds in the eastern seaboard, esp. around this area. My bluebird visitors are an incredible blue. I think a lot of it has to do with season and food. Goldfinches are that day glo yellow in spring and summer and fade in fall and winter – cammoflage. You have a nice day and hugs!
Jul 01, 2014 @ 18:08:07
People refer to doves as being peaceful? I’m sure you’ve heard their loud wingslaps and looked up to see them going at it. I think bluebirds are the only specie that sounds like a true whistle, while warbling.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 18:41:08
Then you haven’t heard cardinals. they have a lovely sweet chirpy trill. little finches also have sweet little whistles. Dove have a low, soft whirring coo, at least the ones around here do.
Date: Tue, 1 Jul 2014 22:08:08 +0000
To: thspencer51@hotmail.com
Jul 02, 2014 @ 07:14:50
I must pay more attention. We have two cardinals that have gotten used to taking showers from the sprinkler and at times would entice me to turn it on the minute I pull into the driveway. They would take up positions each on ‘their’ same branch and actually do a kind of body quivering/shaking and wing fluttering till I turn on the sprinkler. The have me trained. They must know the sound of the jeep. But I can never find their nest. And yes birds do knkow bird people and will follow you around within feet in some places.
Jul 02, 2014 @ 07:54:43
We’ve had a family and generations of that family of bluebirds in our yard for the past 13 years. I have put out more houses and feeders. Cardinals are not as vocal but you will hear that sweet trill usually, when it is very still. The bluebirds know when I start to whistle a certain tune, to go to a low bird bath. I don’t put water in it, I put out mealy worms for them so they know their treat is out and ready for them. I have one who will sit on my shoulder and another that has come to my hand a couple of times. That is like magic.
Jul 02, 2014 @ 08:59:11
The only thing more than birds in the wild is “Tame” wild birds. They know you long before you realize you that they know you.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 19:20:22
Birds are magic especially when they accept you. Love the birds in your picture. Your poem is awesome and brings back memories.
I used to have budgies…yes, I mean little budgies. When I had them birds would come near me at the beach. They seemed to accept me when I was ‘just’ THERE.
One summer I spent watching the birds in my back yard. Where did they come from? And so many? Was it because I unconsciously invited them? Surely not. Magic, you see.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 20:21:50
Magic indeed. Little budgies are so cute. They sensed a bird person they could trust.
Jul 02, 2014 @ 19:33:05
It was magic. ❤
Jul 02, 2014 @ 20:33:30
When go out to give my bluebirds a mealy worm treat, I’ll whistle a certain tune and they start gathering near a birdbath (I keep it dry) where I put a container of mealy worms for them. One little guy has gotten so he will sit on my shoulder and another has lit in my hand. it is just awesome.
Jul 03, 2014 @ 13:32:12
WOW. That is enchanting. 😮
Jul 03, 2014 @ 17:59:33
It really is. A friend of mine who is really into bluebirds, told me that. It was incredible after whistling a couple of weeks and then….they got used to and knew what it meant. The ones from last year quickly remembered. and to have one come up in your hand is beyond awesome
Jul 03, 2014 @ 21:03:13
These birds are s.m.a.r.t. 🙂
Jul 03, 2014 @ 21:29:06
Yes, they are. but positive reinforcement works for all manner of creatures and kindness never fails.
Jul 04, 2014 @ 08:32:53
~(*_~)~~
Jul 01, 2014 @ 19:37:48
So beautiful.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 20:20:54
Thank you!
Jul 01, 2014 @ 20:31:22
Beautiful post 🙂
Jul 01, 2014 @ 21:09:42
Thank you!
Jul 02, 2014 @ 12:29:45
Beautiful haiku and photo. ❤
Jul 02, 2014 @ 13:27:18
Thank you! I wish I could take credit for the photo.
Date: Wed, 2 Jul 2014 16:29:47 +0000
To: thspencer51@hotmail.com
Jul 02, 2014 @ 14:44:10
Exquisite dance of words and image, Kanzen. Thank you. xoxo
Jul 02, 2014 @ 20:35:53
Thank you! 13 years of bluebird families this summer~
Jul 07, 2014 @ 22:00:44
Now this is something to crow about. Thanks for reminding me that haiku, and poetry in general, can be, and is often much better, when it’s fun and celebratory, not brooding and hyper-soul-searching serious.
This is a delight.
Jul 07, 2014 @ 22:27:02
Thank you. We’vd had bluebirds nesting for 13 years – generations of the first. I have houses all about the yard and they know me. I’ll go out and whistle a certain tune and they flock to a certain birdbath (without water) where I give them a treat of mealy worms. One little fellow perches on my shoulder and another wll eat out of my hand. They make me happy. One cannot brood when there are bluebirds about!