The Stories of Blue Sky

In Oregon when the rhodies begin to bloom, it is the beginning of summer. We can see more blue sky while the birds crisscross it. 

Under the bright sun, a European Starling feathers begin to shine blue and purple. 

"I am most attractive in the sun."

Three Banded Pigeons gathered at the top of the neighbor's sequoia tree to chat.

"We are deciding where to go for lunch.  Which backyard do you want?  This house with the big yard?  Or that house with the tall tree?  We will take a vote."


On another tree, a couple of Mourning Doves were in a rush to get to another chore.

"Everyone is gone there, so we'd better land and munch the seeds."



An American Crow and a Red-tailed Hawk were enjoying flying around, sometimes being chased and the other time chasing the other. 

Red-tail Hawk:  "Hey, am I being chased or not?"

On a nice, sunny day, birds can dry up the feathers,  find food easier,  and so on.   Literally, they can enjoy flying.  I wish I could fly like a bird as free as can be.