Photo by Chris Bosak
A white-breasted nuthatch grabs a sunflower seed during a snow storm in February 2017 in Danbury, Conn.
Not sure why I like this photo so much, but I liked it as soon as I took it. So here it is …
Leftover snow photo 3: White-breasted Nuthatch
Birds of New England.com 
âHi Chris,
Not my best photos, but just love the little red breasted nuthatches; so cute!
Love all of your photos and posts. Thanks so much!
Kind regards, Ann
Ann W. Firestone, President & Shelter Manager Save Your Ass Long Ear Rescue at Broomtail Farm 23 Saw Mill Road S. Acworth, NH 03607 http://www.saveyourassrescue.org
An activist is someone who cannot help but fight for something. That person is not usually motivated by a need for power, or money, or fame; but in fact driven slightly mad by some injustice, some cruelty, some unfairness – So much so that he or she is compelled by some internal moral engine to act to make it better.
Eve Ensler
To make a difference you have to be different.
âWe patronize the animals for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours, they are more finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other Nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time.â â Henry Beston
On Thu, Feb 16, 2017 at 6:29 AM, Birds of New England.com wrote:
> Chris Bosak posted: ” Not sure why I like this photo so much, but I liked > it as soon as I took it. So here it is …” >
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The quotation from Henry Beston is stunningly thoughtful. His book “The Outermost House” is one of my all-time favorites. Susan
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Here is one more quotation from Henry Beston. In midtown New York City on New Year’s Day, I was amazed to see this on the window of an upscale men’s clothing store:
“The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from its summer cottons into its winter wools.” Susan
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I love his books as well Susan Gutterman….
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