how do they do it?
as i write this
the bitter winter wind on this prairie
is gusting to 40 miles per hour.
the wind chill temperature is 10 F.
the prairie wind is to blow at 40 mph
the rest of today and all through the night as well.
this is a harsh part of the land.
for man and beast.
a layer of ice covers the ground and the branches.
heaven help anyone or anything without shelter.
the prairie can be a cruel place.
you see . . . it’s the fierce wind.
always the wind.
i always have to smile when the weather people
in other parts of this country talk about the high winds.
they talk as if a 40 or 70 mph wind is a crisis.
and yet we live with it day after day regardless of the seasons.
a calm day here is a real treat! LOL.
but it’s not a laughing matter for
my tiny friends.
the wind howls.
the ice storm strikes. icy pellets.
like crystal bullets at 40 mph.
the snow falls.
my tiny friends
how on earth do they survive?
i’m sure many of them don’t.
they huddle together instinctively for warmth.
everything covered with snow and ice now.
i put food out this morning
and throughout the day…
as i always do
in winter and in the dead heat of summer
when i keep their water cool and fresh as well.
it’s my job now!
since i retired.
it’s the least i can do.
they love peanut butter!
before the wind came so hard.
before the ice storm started.
they had a special christmas breakfast . . .
my tiny friends.
it’s so amazing how they spread the word!
“hey! come on guys! there’s a feast at tammy j’s house!”
“come on guys!”
they give us the gift of their music
of eating harmful insects in the growing seasons
they give us the gift of their tiny beauty
the very least we can do
is help them
through the cold desperate winter
it’s hard enough just to keep warm
if you’re a tiny creature.
and to find shelter
from the storms.
let alone to forage for food
on the hard dried
snow covered ice covered ground.
each one like a precious flower sitting on the dark bare branch.
only this flower has a tiny beating heart.
it doesn’t have to be as fancy as this!
this little fella thinks he’s died
and gone to birdy heaven! LOL.
won’t you remember
our tiny friends?
they need us.
we can help them get through the winter.
and to those of you
that already always do
you value the important things in this life!!!
it takes so little
to make a difference.
to help something survive.
that gives us so much.
tiny friends indeed.
and these are not my own pictures.
i could not find a single name
so i could give credit.
i thank all the photographers in this world
who give us such glorious images
who share their work so openly and generously.