The soft, fluffy down of a baby chick.
This little girl has gumption!
Her mama abandoned her nest just days before the egg was due to hatch. The egg was cold; we didn’t know if was still viable. But we took the chance and cobbled together an incubator out of a styrofoam cooler and a light bulb (Thanks again Internet).
Right on schedule we heard chirping! But a day later, nothing more than a wee hole in the egg. She seemed to be struggling, so we peeled back the shell and helped her out. Back in into the incubator she went, to stay warm and dry off.
After a day or so, we tried to introduce her to her mama. Maybe there was still some maternal instinct left? Nope. The hen pecked the chick till she bled.
We rescued her again.
Now she is in a brooder in our laundry room chirping her little head off. My husband says she tweets more than Donald Trump.
We might call her Twitter.
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. – William Blake
This quote works for me!!! (A notoriously slow starter in the morning)
I had a bright idea as this year dawned. And that was to record the changing light on my view of Rose Bay from winter to summer and back again. So I vowed to take a photograph every day of the year at exactly 5pm from exactly the same spot.
I learned that it’s really tricky to remember to do that everyday at the same time, particularly as the days get longer. It’s impossible when you are away for the better part of one month (as we were in May). And as summer warmed up, the project was forgotten completely.
However, for the record, here is the transition of light from winter to summer here in my corner of this northern county:
January 1 & 25
February 13& 28
March 23 & April 18
April 27 & June 18
This little study illustrates that winter may have come late to us in 2015 (no snow until in February), but it sure stayed late……… (Sigh).
WPC – transition
Rising to the photo challenge: INSPIRATION….
According to the OED, the word ‘Inspiration’ comes from the Middle English (in the sense of divine guidance): via Old French from late Latin inspiratio (n-), and from the verb inspirare. I looked it up because nailing down exactly what inspires me was a challenge in itself.
My first inclination is to say that the views and the ever-changing light of the world around me is inspiring……. Or at least, divine.
Rose Bay Beach (affectionately known by some as Sand Dollar Beach). Photo taken just after sunrise last October.
Rose Bay looking very rosey indeed during a summer sunset. Taken last week with my iPad (no filters).