A day
outside always chills me out 😁
Hopefully
when my windshield gets fixed, I can get back to Sunday~Funday adventures again
... but, today, I was in my garden area and noticed my corn is starting to
tassel 😊
Corn: I can just about taste the hot buttered corn now 😁
When I
got inside, I heard cheeping from the bird house out front: SUPER EXCITED!
BABY BIRDS! The outside chirping was loud enough to be heard over the inside air conditioner running ...
Bob would have gotten a bang out of this. Every year, since
we moved in here in 2017, there has been a nest in the birdhouse Bob built for
me.
2017: The first year, there was
just the nest.
2018: The second year, there was a nest and an empty
egg - we all 3, watched that bird house every day; Bob & I were hoping Aza
would get to see baby birds ... but that was not to be; the hatching never
happened and the bird couple finally abandoned the nest altogether. Bob & I
were thinking the nesting family was an inexperienced and immature bird couple.
Then, Bob went into the hospital August 30th -
and Aza went to live with Alyna; in another State. Bob went to Heaven in
December: he'd never build me another bird house. He'd never watch birds
darting in and out of the bird house again.
2019: Another nest - another empty egg. I was
beginning to wonder if the bird couple was sterile: is that even possible? Yes –
it appears infertility even happens with birds (Infertile / Clear Eggs | Beauty of Birds)
2020: This year, I noticed that there was another
nest in the birdhouse (the side always bulges when a nest is in residence):
I prayed the bird family would try again. They did - for months I've
watched as they came and went, and I knew something was up when one
of them hung around ... not straying very far from the bird feeder or the
birdhouse. Today, when I came back into the house from my garden area; I
heard the unmistakable sound of baby birds chirping as one of the parent
birds ducked inside.
I could hear them clearly IN THE HOUSE - they were that
loud 😁
EXCITEMENT! I can't wait to see the little ones’
fledging.
I wish Bob was here to see that ...
I love you, Babe.
Always ~ OX
