My husband loves birds. He is always trying to get me to stop what I am doing and appreciate them. I'm coming around. We have a pair of cardinals that comes back every year. I just noticed the male bird again yesterday and it makes me smile to see him. He is just so beautiful--especially when we have snow to contrast the red. This particular male cardinal is always at war with his enemy (his reflection). He continues to fight his image in the side view mirrors of Adam's truck. This is his third year of this. He must be getting tired of all the fighting.
In other bird news, we watched a bluejay take a chunk of my left over bread up into a tree. He may or may not have liked it. Perhaps he is using it to build a shelter.
Today Adam is going to start rebuilding our coffee and end tables with barnwood, the chickens have opted to stay in the coop, we need to remember to flip the cheese, Anna has CYT practice, I am going to run with Britt, boys have basketball assessments and this evening Seth and his boys are coming over while I work on the China book.
i imagine that your cardinal is not seething with self-hatred but is just a bit dull in the head while so deeply in love with his mistress that if he even glimpses the image of another male sniffing around he will attack it mercilessly only to once again find out he is fighting his own jealous demons. his lady i'm sure is up to her muddy neck in disdain.
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