I’m joining in on Poetry Friday this week with a poem found in our ancient copy of Bookhouse Story Time. The poem is a tribute to goldfinches, which abound in our yard this season, harvesting sunflower seeds. I love the notion of invisible waves in the sky, and goldfinches riding them.
My pics are from earlier in the season, though, when their plumage was brighter. Now they are fading as the leaves brighten.
The roundup is at Tabatha Yeatts: The Opposite of Indifference today. Enjoy!