This is what I spied the other day. From what I could hear, mister quail did all the talking. You can click each image for a better view of the quail couple's escapade.
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| While standing at the puddle edge, mister quail forms an idea. |
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| He invites mrs. quail for a night on the town --after whispering tweet nothings in her ear. |
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| Follow me hon! Yes, you need to get out from behind the tree. No, they don't care how you are dressed, really. |
* If you need to eavesdrop on yet another conversation, join me here




10 comments:
i get a real kick out of your words.
i like quail too. they come through here once in awhile.
their walk is really cute.
ps.
thanks for the poem comment :-)
These are so funny ... amidst the flock of robins in the snow. I liked the thistle courtship as well.
Oh, I love this. And you got robins!
I just can't BEGIN to tell you how much I loved this little photo story. It reminded me of one of my favorite childhood books, "That Quail, Robert." And you got such GREAT photos of them!
Love those robin red-breasts, too : )
Aw, you make me want to be a quail! Great thoughts and precious pics.
Andie
Full of Play - playfulness gets us through. Loverby told me last night he is missing his girl from fun country. This prompted me to remember what it looks like. :)
Ha!
These were great.
BtW,
What's your twitter handle?
"Tweet nothings" - I love it!
Really enjoyed this story, and the introduction to your blog. You have a beautiful, warm writing voice.
Hey, you are on my mind. Praying for you, sweet friend. Those silly quail. They are always talking.
oh my... i left the comment under casey...my daughter's google thingie
feel better soon...
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