Monday, January 20, 2014


They visited us on Saturday, several of them, including a persistent pair that hung out on the deck railing, the feeder or nearby branches. At the slightest sound (especially when I opened the window to take their picture), they would flutter away.  But I waited — and they returned.

Maybe they were driven here by the northwest wind. Or more likely the suet — a high-calorie treat to fuel their winter rambles. I hope they checked out the real estate while they were here: there are a couple of dandy bluebird houses in the neighborhood, and this time of year they're open for takers.

Mostly I wondered where they had come from and where they were going. I'd like to think they were the proverbial bluebirds of happiness, come to pay us a visit on this cold midwinter day.
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