tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post115037479329677640..comments2008-12-13T03:21:26.055-05:00Julie Zickefoosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06654698829603424649noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150744142263319672006-06-19T14:09:00.000-05:002006-06-19T14:09:00.000-05:00Julie, you rock!Robhttp://birdchaser.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150464555815474842006-06-16T08:29:00.000-05:002006-06-16T08:29:00.000-05:00I couldn't see the comment button for the tears. Thanks Julie, again for making my morning sing. Today is the Purple Martinfest in Finger, TN which is about a 20 minute drive from here. Check out their website. It is held at the Victor Stoll farm where he averages 600 pair of martins each year. Awesome.Judynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150393817665896592006-06-15T12:50:00.000-05:002006-06-15T12:50:00.000-05:00Not to get too corny with a "Sound of Music" reference, but hey....<BR/>when the Lord closes a door, some way He opens a window.<BR/><BR/>Wow...you're a bird rehabber, turtle savior, Mom, wife, artist, dog lover, and all around good person. Anything you can't do?Susan Gets Nativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216170589750418861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150388379034821612006-06-15T11:19:00.000-05:002006-06-15T11:19:00.000-05:00Go, Little Phoebes! Good for the folks who found the nest, that they went looking for someone like you to help the little guys. Good people live all over lending Ma Nature a hand.<BR/>Caroline <BR/>Black Hills, SDAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150386406104243162006-06-15T10:46:00.000-05:002006-06-15T10:46:00.000-05:00Julie-- This is such a beautiful story. The phoebes came to such good loving hands, and a kind and generous spirit. How lucky for you and the babies. Between this and the postcard from Jane, I'd say you are soaring with the stars in some perfect alignment. What a delightful and joyous time for you.robin andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386655587963143782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150385342687294772006-06-15T10:29:00.000-05:002006-06-15T10:29:00.000-05:00God does work in misterous ways. I can't believe that the phoebes were at the perfect age for you to continue painting. I loved reading the story! LoriAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150376369186305642006-06-15T07:59:00.000-05:002006-06-15T07:59:00.000-05:00Good karma = phoebesRondeau Richttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16757905904813824235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19608656.post-1150375628758095902006-06-15T07:47:00.000-05:002006-06-15T07:47:00.000-05:00This is so beautiful and uplifting; little by little you are doing much good for the natural world. And phoebes are good luck, remember. Thanks for the nice morning story to go with my coffee.Zeladoniachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09142969266659494483noreply@blogger.com