The little sparrow in the photo above, caught its dinner!
I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn. -Henry David Thoreau
I enjoyed watching the American Rosefinch, above, having breakfast. It is not a Purple Finch, although it might seem to be at first glance.
A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song. -Chinese Proverb
I love to be near the ocean, a lake, a river or a pond. I enjoy the natural beauty that illuminates before me, and I find myself in awe when thinking about what is before my eyes.
One day while walking the perimeter of a lake, I saw a man in a kayak. It got me wondering, and when I went home, I did some research. Here is a post of mine (reflective of that research) from June 23, 2014, regarding Jews and Kayaking.
Water Scenics and Jewish Reflection is a post of mine regarding the Venice Canals in Venice, CA, and the ocean in Santa Monica.
The next time you are wandering near a lake, stream, river, the ocean or a pond, take a moment to reflect on the loveliness before you.
We build too many walls and not enough bridges. -Isaac Newton
Anything for the quick life, as the man said when he took the situation at the lighthouse. -Charles Dickens
I am sorry for the update-I had to correct an error.
The Common Grackle has interesting tones, and their iridescent colors illuminate differently against their environment. Depending on the light, the colors can appear to look different from one moment until the next.
Canadian Geese are lovely birds. One can often find them floating along a river or lake.
They also love to walk, and strut around on the ground. Some times they are showing off, other times they are searching for food. Either way, children are delighted to see them, as are adults.
Swans, what can one say. This sweet Mute Swan was taking in the sun. Its all-knowing attitude and expression beckoned those nearby to stop and look.
A morning walk by the river made for some calming winter scenes.
I moved to the left about 2-3 feet, and stepped back a few steps, and I created a different scene in the capture directly above.
Sit by a river. Find peace and meaning in the rhythm of the lifeblood of the Earth. — (Anonymous)
Having Italian ancestry in my family, books regarding New York City and Italian immigrants are quite popular in my reading genres. I enjoy both the historical fiction books and the nonfiction books.
I finished reading a novel called Elizabeth Street, by Laurie Fabiano. The story line takes place during the first decade of the 20th century. The book depicts based on the author’s own Italian immigrant family. The pages are filled with the essence of the hardships of daily living and survival during a harsh time period. Fortitude, desire, and the will to assimilate and conquer the living conditions, crime and social inequalities forced upon Italian immigrants seem to be the basis for the book, along with prejudice of the Italians. I am fascinated with what I have read, so far.
I have read other books regarding Italian immigration, and New York City immigrants, in general. Each book has given me new snippets to ponder.
How the Other Half Lives, by Jacob Riis, is an extremely compelling book.
Vita: A Novel, by Melania G. Mazzucco, is another compelling read regarding the Italian immigrant experience.
Openwork: A Novel, by Adria Bernardi depicts three generations of Italian families, and their journey from Italy to New York City.
I also recommend The Shoemaker’s Wife, by Adriana Trigiani
I watched a show on PBS entitled The Italian Americans. It is a two-part four-hour series. It ended last night-February 24th. You can watch episodes online.