Hopefully this post will come with a picture of a bird. As of this moment I’ve seen it several times on my lawn and at the *feeders, but the minute I go get my camera the dang thing disappears. What’s up with that? (Okay I waited two whole days and only saw the dern thing when I didn’t have my camera so no picture. I’m posting anyway.)
I had it in my head that this bird was a Grackle, because that’s what I thought my Mom had told me ages ago. Be Delia assures me not. (And as my mother was never wrong then she can’t have told me that.) And perhaps it’s a female cowbird, but without a photo we can’t confirm. So I’m waiting. Not that I mind. I’m in bed with a head cold. Not the friendliest of companions the head cold. My other companion is a box of tissues.
If the not-a-grackle would appear, I’d post a photo and get on with my writing. but I don’t want to miss it. The other day I saw a Rose-Breasted Grosbeak and I was quite disappointed that I didn’t get a picture. I should always have my camera on hand.
Which reminds me, there are a couple of views and some strange houses I want to photograph for you guys. I must put it on my mission list, because some of this stuff you wouldn’t believe if you hadn’t seen it yourself. Or something like that. I’m not sure my head cold is letting me make sense. I’m writing in on my to do list – which is on my hand so I don’t lose it.
There’s something you didn’t know about me. I put my to-do list on my hand because if it’s not right there in front of me I forget. I even forget to check the calendar. It’s sad really. I need a keeper, but nobody wants the job.
* (which I’m not supposed to have up because it’s Bear Season, but oh well. What can I say? I like Birds. Also there are large fields and big dogs between me and bear country – they’ve never come down to the house.) Update Stay tuned for Monday’s post were I demonstrate that pride and ignorance go-ith before a fall.)