Brown-capped Nuthatch comes
Visiting my birdfeeder
Grubs and bugs thankful
Peaks in my window
Wonders what I am doing
Mate raising a fuss
IPhone Photos: Dwight L. Roth
The Brown–headed Nuthatch is a small songbird found in mature pine forests throughout the Southeastern United States. It has a brown head and cap, and gray upper parts, while their bellies are white with some gray markings.. They eat spiders, beetle larvae, cockroaches, and egg sacs. ~ Bing
I planted a few of these beautiful yellow iris a few years ago. They grew really well. I even got two or three blooms. After that nothing, just green flags waving in the wind. After about three years with no blooms, I dug them up and threw them into the woods. I left a few growing on the hill at the back edge of the yard. Well wouldn’t you know, I found a yellow bloom the other day, and a few more ready to open after the rain finishes. I have no idea why they would not bloom like the blue iris do. Any suggestions?
Yellow iris blooms
Captured sunshine in Spring rain
Cut… put on display
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
White Breasted Nuthatch
Feasts on my sunflower seeds
Free lunch over grubs
Photos; Dwight L. Roth
A few weeks ago a 22 x 28 print on canvas, of the Oyster Gatherers of Cancale, came in to the Habitat Restore where I volunteer. It was in very bad shape with stains and yellow with cigarette smoke. We could not clean it, so I decided to get it and attempt to do a restoration on it to bring it back to life. I painted over the colors with acrylic paints, trying to keep the feel of the original. This is what I completed today. The original is below.
Impressionistic
Smoke stains covered with fresh paint
Life on French seashore
“John Singer Sargent (January 12, 1856 – April 14, 1925) was an American expatriate artist, considered the “leading portrait painter of his generation” for his evocations of Edwardian-era luxury. He was born in Florence to American parents, and trained in Paris before moving to London, living most of his life in Europe. He enjoyed international acclaim as a portrait painter.
From the beginning, Sargent’s work is characterized by remarkable technical facility, particularly in his ability to draw with a brush, which in later years inspired admiration as well as criticism for a supposed superficiality.
In later life Sargent expressed ambivalence about the restrictions of formal portrait work, and devoted much of his energy to mural painting and working en plein air. Art historians generally ignored “society” artists such as Sargent until the late 20th century.”
Black vulture
sculpted onyx wings spread wide
Not looking for me
Picked up scent of death
floating in the air nearby
Nature’s carrion
Opossum for lunch
Shared by four… each in their turn
Life is short for all
Hung around awhile
then sailed off through tall oak trees
Majestic wingspan
Photos; Dwight L. Roth
Daffodils smiling
as I pulled in the driveway
Springtime in winter
How does such beauty
wake up from winter’s long sleep
A touch of God’s love
Be a daffodil!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
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Nature recycles
Changing matter never stops
Just like you and me
Even solid rock
crumbles… flakes away in time
Just like you and me
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Molten winter sky
Peeks through a blanket of clouds
Tucson Sunset
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Photo sent to me by my good friend Jim Kanagy who is enjoying the Tucson winter. Used with his permission.
Long cold shadows creep
behind naked winter trees
Waiting for sunset
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Photo; Dwight L. Roth
Eyes tell the story
Together we are secure
Even through Covid
I will protect you from harm
Wrapped tightly in my strong arms
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse we are writing about eyes… the window to the soul. When my son was little he loved Raggedy Ann. He was very protective of her. I find it interesting that their eyes are almost the same in this photo! This poem is the story of us all this year! Wear your mask and be safe.
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