Bird’s Eye View
Mothers come in all shapes and sizes. The one on my front porch had a reddish-brown breast and soft dusty blue on her wings and tail, giving her a classy appearance. We’d put up a nest box to attract bluebirds, and she perched on its roof, then peeked inside to inspect it. Meanwhile, her escort whizzed around our yard, proudly displaying his brilliant “look at me” cobalt wings as he scrutinized the nearby plants and flowers. I found myself echoing Henry David Thoreau’s words: “The bluebird carries the sky on his back.” Apparently, the pair liked what [...]
