“As might be expected of creatures so heavenly in color, the disposition of bluebirds is particularly angelic. Gentleness and amiability are expressed in their soft musical voice. Tru-al-ly, tru-al-ly, they sweetly assert when we can scarcely believe that spring is here; tru-wee, tur-wee they softly call in autumn when they go roaming through the countryside in flocks of azure.” BelieveMightVoiceColorCreaturesSpringMusicalExpectedHeavenlyAutumnAlsDispositionGentlenessFlocksCountrysideAngelicRoamingAzureBluebirdSpring Is Here Author:Neltje Blanchan
“Long after their associates have gone southward, they linger like the last leaves on the tree. It is indeed "good-bye to summer" when the bluebirds withdraw their touch of brightness from the dreary November landscape at the north to whirl through the southern woods and feed on the waxy berries of the mistletoe.” LongLastsGoneTreeSummerWoodsLandscapeSouthernAssociatesNovemberByeBrightnessGood ByeBerriesDrearyBluebirdMistletoe Author:Neltje Blanchan
“Is there any sign of spring quite so welcome as the glint of the first bluebird unless it is his softly whistled song? No wonder the bird has become the symbol for happiness. Before the farmer begins to plough the wet earth, often while snow is still on the ground, this hardy little minstrel is making himself very much at home in our orchards and gardens while waiting for a mate to arrive from the South.” FirstsLittlesStillsHomeEarthSongWaitingWonderSpringBirdGardenSouthSnowWelcomeSymbolsFarmersMatesWetHardyOrchardBluebirdMinstrels Author:Neltje Blanchan