I like birds . Decades ago when I spent lot’s of time in England “birds” was a slang term for young women along the lines of their American counterparts commonly known as “chicks”. I’m not sure how that all came to be but it may possibly have some correlation to eggs and eggs is a touchy subject right now . Anyway, I’m talking about those out there in the wild type birds that come to enjoy the bird baths in my back yard even though there seems to be a lot fewer of them visiting these past couple of years. Now I have to leave the house to seek them out elsewhere like the path along the ponds I frequently walk .
Now to be sure not all “birds” are likeable just like their human namesakes . Some are ugly with piercing eyes , incredibly long beaks and seem to walk with their knees on backwards, some are just plain and some are beautiful and I have a present favorite. The male Cardinal if males are allowed to say they like something male in the present political environment , and lately on my morning walks I’ve been seeing a pair of them flitting away as I approach. I’ve always been told that sighting one brings luck but I’m told lots of things that have no factual origins . The male in his fiery red feathers is easy to spot . He’s handsome and demands attention and that’s his job in order to keep his plainly feathered mate safe as she more easily blends into the scene nearby while all eyes are on him. This morning I was gifted something more than luck by the cardinal, I was given an introduction .
Today for the first time ever in my life I saw the Cardinal and his mate perched together as they sat on a low shrub 20 yards ahead and watched as I approached . When I arrived upon them they flew ahead to again sit together on another low hanging branch 20 yards ahead and watched and waited for my arrival yet again. This happened three times before suddenly like nothing had ever happened the lives of the three of us went back to life as normal. She went back to blending in and he went back to darting back and forth and living life as the most obvious decoration on the Christmas tree . And I kept walking
