A few years ago, we noticed some very bright yellow birds in our neighborhood. I presumed they were songbirds because of the wonderful noises they would make just outside our kitchen window. We called them Chirpy Birds. In order to keep them near our house, singing their beautiful songs, I put up a thistle seed bird feeder. It took a little while to catch on, but soon our backyard became the local IHOT (International House of Thistle) for goldfinches, as well as house finches and chickadees.
About a week ago, I was driving down the street and it looked like a male and female goldfinch were either having a fight or were in the throes of passionate romance. It appeared they weren’t paying attention to oncoming traffic, so I slowed down and tooted my horn. They both came to their senses and flew off. A day or two later, Skittles found a male goldfinch in the middle of the street, dead. This made me very sad, since we consider these beautiful creatures to be our personal songbirds. I know all about the Circle of Life, however, it still put a damper on my day.
Yesterday on our morning walk, Skittles was nosing around a bunch of daylilies. All of a sudden, a bright yellow and black goldfinch burst out of the flowers. Skittles barked and I smiled. I considered it a sign that even though one finch had died, another one had come to take his place. Circle of Life and all that. As we headed home, I had a spring in my step and a Chirpy Bird song in my heart. All was right with the world.
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