Showing posts with label SkyWatch Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SkyWatch Friday. Show all posts

Friday, July 9, 2010

Summer Sky

As we drove home a couple of evenings ago I took a photo of these beautiful clouds overhead. This summer we have had many afternoons with clouds billowing into the sky which reminds me of summer days long ago in Georgia. For the last few summers here in central Texas we have not had such a lovely display of nature because we were in a severe drought.

These days I am thrilling over the beauty that I see skyward. In the evenings cattle egrets fly in formation overhead reflecting the sun on their pure white feathers. They are flying to Lake Bastrop for the night after venturing out into ranch lands during the day to spend time with the cattle & feast on bugs and mites that would otherwise annoy the cattle. It is a symbiotic relationship.

Hopefully, I'll soon be able to capture these wonderful birds flying in the late afternoon sky and dazzling me with their beauty. Then I shall share a photograph of them with you.


Friday, January 22, 2010

Osprey & Blue Sky - SkyWatch Friday

Osprey in Flight over Colorado River
Under Beautiful Blue Sky
Bastrop, Texas


The Fisherman's Hymn.

The osprey sails above the sound,
The geese are gone, the gulls are flying;
The herring shoals swarm thick around,
The nets are launched, the boats are plying.
Yo ho, my hearts! let's seek the deep,
Raise high the song and cheerly wish her,
Still as the bending net we sweep,
'God bless the fish-hawk and the fisher!'
She brings us fish -she brings us Spring,
Good times, fair weather, warmth, and plenty;
Fine store of shad, trout, herring, ling,
Sheep-head and drum, and old wives' dainty.
Yo ho, my hearts! let's seek the deep,
Ply every oar, and cheerly wish her,
Still as the bending net we sweep,
'God bless the fish-hawk and the fisher!'
She rears her young on yonder tree,
She leaves her faithful mate to mind 'em;
Like us, for fish she sails the sea,
And, plunging, shows us where to find 'em.
Yo ho, my hearts! let's seek the deep,
Ply every oar, and cheerly wish her,
While slow the bending net we sweep,
'God bless the fish-hawk and the fisher!'

THE FISH HAWK, OR OSPREY
by Alexander Wilson (1766-1813)


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