Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Picky, picky Bluejay


Ms. Bluejay was so picky about her choice of twigs. This one is too hard, it will stick my baby. She kept picking and dropping the ones that she didn’t want. This one is too soft, it will mold too easily. This one is too leafy…
Finally she found the perfect twig. It was still attached to the tree and she wanted it. What are you doing? I asked her. She said I need some reinforcements we have had to change the bottom of the nest several times, since the birdlings have hatched. She pecked and pecked and finally had dislodged her treasure. I am sorry, Jayne, I will have to… and she flew right off. Birds know that their sentences are always stopped by a branch or two in the mouth. What a bird the Bluejay?
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