Bird’s Eye View
Sometimes things get pretty fowl around here.
For instance, you can’t be here very long before you’d notice there is always some kind of fowl racket. There are chickens clucking, bird song, peafowl screeching, and always, always, always, guineas making noise of some sort.
Going inside doesn’t help. Besides still being able to hear a lot of the bird banter going on outside, there’s a parrot inside who is never averse to putting in her 2 cents.
And wherever you look, there are birds looking back.
Inside, the parrot climbs all over the place, looking for the highest point of view.
She loves me so much, every once in a while she offers to share some pre-digested bits of food with me.
I try not to hurt her feelings when I decline by telling her what a nice bird she is.
Going out on the front porch, I see eight beady little eyes staring at me.
Four little baby birds, barely able to all still fit in the nest, keep an eye on what I’m doing. Now and then one of the parents zoom past my head, but thankfully none has dropped a bomb on me yet.
If I go out back, the peafowl are up on their perch keeping an eye on what I’m doing.
While our older peacock is very regal, one of the younger ones is downright nosy, and downright sassy. He gets right up as close as he can to look you in the eye.
Of course, if I get the camera close to take pictures, the little rascal gets as close as he can and tries to stick his beak right up against the camera.
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No matter where you go around here, some critter’s got a bird’s eye view.
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