Every day since December 11th, at least one bluebird is showing up every day at the heated bird bath.
They come when I am not paying attention and hang around sometimes long enough for me to grab a shot out the window.
Every once in a while. I swear the one that sits on the right stares at me for a while through the window.
It is gone, leaving me to wonder if I'd really seen it at all.
I have proof. That Bluebird is watching me.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Rich's favorite bird was the bluebird. They hung around while he was here in Hospice.
Did he send them to keep an eye on me?
Hmmm.




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