This little being sat on the window ledge for quite some time and at first I thought he might be stunned or injured.
But he noticed me, and he noticed the cats. He seemed unafraid or unconcerned. Was he as curious about us as we were about him? The black cat who is the most prolific hunter didn’t even charge the window. Finally, the calico bonked herself against the window and the little visitor flew off. Was it a dare in the bird world? Was he challenged by the other birds to go visit the beasts in the large birdhouse?
Despite trying times and big events, it is always the small everyday mysteries that capture me the most.
Please don’t rec pony party, hang out chit chat, and then go read some of the excellent offerings on our recent and rec’d list.