Mr. Bluebird on My Shoulder

Actually, it was the first hummingbird to discover the nectar feeder. And the squirrels have completely hogged the suet feeder. And something small and feathered and brown came and splashed in the bird bath. Sweet. And then I coughed up a lung, and scared them all away, and the RLA dragged my sorry ass back to bed, and not in the fun way.

Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 02/14 at 10:45 AM in That’s Entertainment


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#1. Posted by caroline on February 15, 2009

ay, chica, take care of those lungs and all the other bits, eh? Hope you’re on the road to better tout de suite.
heh. the word verification is better54. I was born in 54 and am now 54 (as I bet you are, too, or close to it). I take that as a good omen for both of us. Of what, I don’t know. But what the hell…

#2. Posted by RJ Flamingo on February 15, 2009

Ditto.  Any new sightings today?

My word verification is “near67”—I’ll have you know that I am nowhere 67! :-)

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