mournful calls echo
as watchful parents dash, dart
flycatchers nest here
flap, crack-winged warning
startles, drives out predator
hoping for a snack
poofed fledglings appear
flapping, dropping, flight attemps
offspring launch from home
flycatchers by Angie Quantrell
Every year for the past 7-8, we’ve had a pair of flycatchers nesting in the parking shed. It’s fascinating to watch them. And they eat flies (and all sorts of flying insects). Win-win for us.
cotton candy fluff
buzzy busy bees adorn
pink tree spring fashion
spring fashion by Angie Quantrell
Lateral A, Yakima Valley
I was inspired to write this haiku after I read this poem by Danna Smith.
unexpected joy
sings sweetly amidst carnage
that fails to dampen
sings sweetly by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley
from dark and frigid
unseen grasps for blue and gold
hope springs eternal
hope by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley
Yakima Valley
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pause, observe, alert!
feline surveys her queendom
sentry on duty
sentry by Angie Quantrell
Monet in the Yakima Valley
miniscule planets
avian winter treats drape,
walker’s eye candy
eye candy by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley
Welcome to 2025! Over the years, I’ve changed the name of this type of post. Sunday Moments and Sunday Joy are just a few of the titles I’ve used. This feels like a good year to focus on Sunday Peace.
Whether rain, snow, ice, or sun, be brave and stand strong like this little pansy in one of my uncovered plant pots. Peace to you.
