One of the ones Midas touched,
Who failed to touch us all,
Was that confiding prodigal,
The blissful oriole.
Emily Dickinson’s words seem very appropriate for these backyard orioles. I am so happy to see them….for me, this is a real treat….like an orange for an oriole. I will wait patiently for the male to sit still long enough for his photo shoot.
Good Morning Gloucester 
That is beautiful! Can’t wait to see more! Maybe even see it for myself!
LikeLike