Sparrows juveniledelightful their first drizzlesoaking up in gleewell preened contour feathers drydowny feathers soft and warm Fun frolic endedas the heavens opened upbabies now wet throughwise and sheltered they wonderwhat new lessons life will give [Starring: my daily breakfast companions – house sparrows (Passer domesticus) K1, female and K2, male] – Narendra Nayak © 2021
Passing through a green pasture, men cutting grass,I knew what was to be, a scene I would not let pass.Cause I spied a black drongo, on a perch a keen eye,soon there would be drama, a silent hue and cry. Soon the field cleared, egrets and mynas flew in,poking amid the stubble they let the … Continue reading No Ground Rules
I have a lingering suspicion that some species of birds have long conspired to make photographers look as silly as a goose (why do I get a feeling that geese must be on the board of directors of that conglomerate!?). OK, truce. As silly as a sheep, then (I will tackle this when I get … Continue reading Yours, Suspiciously
The moment was at hand, the feed to appear soon,when water would be filled, millet seeds be strewn.Eager were the sparrows, for breakfast at first light,quite busy the day ahead, for chatter and some flight. Then whooshed in two greens, screeching beaks of red,flapping hovering threatening, keen to steal the bread.The sparrows chirped and cheeped, … Continue reading Featherweights!
The lockdown threw us off routine in our lives,making us do things not quite for the archives.While you may hear stories serious off the graph,Bet you haven’t read a tale as this worthy a laugh. With home arrest the outdoor view got restricted,and so did the species of birds to which addicted.Left on the list … Continue reading The Sparrow’s Tongue
The evening that followed the afternoon blaze was surprisingly balmy; the spot of gentle breeze flowing in from the grasslands of Aarey perhaps being one reason, and the whiff of strong fragrance of the Copperpod flowers only accentuated the feeling of benign calm. But in that late hour just before dusk the usual gang of … Continue reading Of Bitter Sweet Lessons
(A Tale in 3 Haiku) Scene 1: Two birds on a flex, claiming right of perch to swing, aiming claws and kicks. Scene 2: Wise bird interferes, why behave like human beings, show thy gift not guile. Scene 3: Chastised birds make peace, what’s with these two asks a fourth, “the bane of mankind!” [Featuring: … Continue reading Unchained Malady
(Impressions related through Haiku) Countless emotions, do expressions manifest, with limited means? Be it joy or grief, anger, fear or disgust, surprise or in hope? To communicate, comprehend life beyond words, it’s all in her eyes! [In the frame: Rose-ringed Parakeet (Psittacula krameri), adult female; Mumbai] – Narendra Nayak © 2020
They pause not to rest, but to contemplate purpose, those powerful wings! [In the frame: Small Indian Kite (Milvus migrans govinda); Aarey Forest, Mumbai] – Narendra Nayak © 2020
In search of nectar, hovering over blossoms, sweet pollinator! Nectaries too deep, piercing base of flower, crafty nectar thief! Elucidation: As I looked on, this sunbird tried to dip its beak through the unfurled petals of the flower bud. Unsuccessful at its attempt to reach the nectaries, it then hovered around the base of the … Continue reading Honey, I Stole the Nectar!