Finding My Blogging Voice - A New Title & New Beginnings

After many thoughtful moments, I have decided to change the name of my blog to Nature's Feather Music. When I began this blogging adventure, I hadn't found my voice and didn't know where I wanted to take this photo blog. I knew I wanted to share through photographs my outdoor nature/photo walks, but I couldn't decide on a unique title of my own. Back then, I hadn't found my voice, but I had a vision and wanted to share it with the world. I chose Some Birds Aren't Meant To Be Caged as a salute to my daughter who loves that quote from the movie Shawshank Redemption. The quote resonates with me and it inspires me to seek out nature and rejoice in it.

The quote goes as follows: "I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend." - Morgan Freeman

The time has come for me to celebrate this quote but to move with my own feelings and change the blog name to one of my own creation based on my own life experiences.

I have chosen the name - Nature's Feather Music. A title that encompasses an experience I had last September, with a family of Sandhill Cranes at Kensington Metropark.

I have often encountered the resident family of Sandhill Cranes while walking the trails at Kensington, but that day was an life inspiring event. I don't mean to sound melodramatic, but it truly was a moment that will be etched in my mind, forever.

I had the opportunity to observe and photograph, up close, the Sandhill Cranes on the Aspen Trail at Kensington Metropark. For 90 minutes, I photographed them as they preened, rested, and explored the late summer marshland trail. The cranes, an adult mated pair and their two colts obliged me with numerous photo opportunities. During this encounter, I was within an arms length of the cranes. They showed no hint of aggression or fear of me, which was quite astonishing.

The salient moment of that day was the sound I heard as the bird preened its feathers. The feather preening produced a type of sound or music I had never heard before. It sounded like satin fabric being rubbed together, only prettier and more musical to the ear. This may seem corny, but that encounter is what inspired me to seek out the cranes whenever I visit Kensington. I relive that memory when I see or hear the Sandhill Cranes. The Sandhills inspired me and provided me with my voice and vision for a new title to this blog. Nature's Feather Music is what I think of when I walk the nature trails seeking birds and living creatures in beautiful southeast Michigan.

Thanks for reading and visiting my blog, I appreciate your friendship.

Janet