Chestnut-backed Chickadee

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The Chickadees are back!  This little one was flying down to the feeder to grab a peanut then fly back to a perch inside the safety of my Camellia bush.

Chickadee

I’ll leave you with a poem about a sweet Chickadee by Hanford Lennox Gordon

Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee!
That was the song that he sang to me–Sang
from his perch in the willow tree–
Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee.
My little brown bird,
The song that I heard
Was a happier song than the minstrels sing–
A paean of joy and a carol of spring;
And my heart leaped throbbing and sang with thee
Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee.

My birdie looked wise
With his little black eyes,
As he peeked and peered from his perch at me
With a throbbing throat and a flutter of glee,
As if he would say–
Sing trouble away,
Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee.

Only one note
From his silver throat;
Only one word
From my wise little bird;
But a sweeter note or a wiser word
From the tongue of mortal I never have heard,
Than my little philosopher sang to me
From his bending perch in the willow tree–
Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee.

Come foul or fair,
Come trouble and care–
No–never a sigh
Or a thought of despair!
For my little bird sings in my heart to me,
As he sang from his perch in the willow tree–
Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee dee:
Chickadee-dee, chickadee-dee;
Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee.
~Hanford Lennox Gordon

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Have a great week-end everyone!

More to come…

31 thoughts on “Chestnut-backed Chickadee

  1. I like the little birds who are this size, Deborah! The chestnut backed chickadee looks cute and friendly. The song they sing may be one note, it certainly is a sweet melody for my ears!
    The poem is light hearted and gay. 🙂 Thanks for sharing it.
    I have a repetitively “cawing” blackbird and the ducks in the creek beside my apartment building insist on quacking before dawn! What I would give for a cheerful chickadee. . . xo

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      1. Was very taken with him. “Who put grapefruit juice in my grapefruit juice?” “On safari in Afghanistan. Lost my corkscrew and had to survive on food and water for three weeks.”

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  2. Oh he’s delightful! And I imagine a quick little mover, you’ve done well to capture him so clearly, Deborah. And the poem’s great too 🙂

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