"I'm not really a career person.I'm a gardener,basically.".....George Harrison

Sunday, December 5, 2010

‘Twas A Sunday In December

The first Sunday,in December,in fact……

YardBoy in his robe,

And I in my pj’s,

Had just settled in,by the pool, for our first cup of coffee.

When what to our wondering eyes should appear….

But a Red Shouldered Hawk!




and I heard him scream as he flew outta sight……..


Merry Christmas,humans!


FlowerLady Lorraine said...

Great photos and what a way to start the day.


Ami said...

That hawk looks really beautiful and cute. It is always nice to have bird visiting your garden.

Floridagirl said...

Aw, I love that poem! Fun and festive, and what a beautiful being that hawk is! Lucky you to get a visit from the big guy.

Gayle said...

I think I just heard my hens gasp out of fright.

Such a beautiful morning visitor. (I'm sticking my tongue out at your for sitting in your bathrobe by the pool. I wish it was me.)

NanaK said...

Great adaptation of a classic poem. Your hawk looks pretty puffed up in preparation for the coming cold weather. Hope your garden fares well through the next week!

Susan said...

LOL...Thanks for my chuckle for the day. How lucky to have such a might visitor.

Deborah said...

OOOOOOOOOoooooo! Is he not fabulous! My brother is a bird nut and would totally flip over him. Quite enjoyable poem too! **kisses** Deb


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