If you were too look around our home, in nearly every room there is a figurine, antique, or display that has a bird either in it or related to it. Over the years I’ve found that the Mrs. loves birds. Not the real ones we would keep as pets, but the birds in nature.
The photo today is from our back yard which is lined with rose bushes and assorted bird baths, bird statues, and a bird house. Sure enough, the sparrow and cardinals love our home the most. Every year, the sparrows come back to nest under the roof. Sometimes, we get to see their babies learning to fly. The cardinals nest in the trees to the side of our home.
We may not be as special as we feel, however. On the side of the house, we have a three-tiered fountain with, yes, birds at the top. It stands nearly six feet tall and birds from all over come to bathe and get their water there. Our dogs enjoy chasing them as well, especially when they try drinking from their water bowl.
The bird reminders around the house really tell me something about the Mrs. more than anything. Her love for the gentle spirited, soft beauty, and precious life of a simple bird, is a reflection of her soul. Yes, like a guy, I sometimes make comments such as, ‘hey, was that bird thingy there before?’, and put my foot in my mouth. But, overall, they add a coziness to our home that only the Mrs. could have put together.
I will put my foot down if she ever tries to put those pink flamingos in the yard, though!... (just kidding... she hates those things!). The point is real, however, that how we decorate our home tells a lot about us. Me, I’m more of a pragmatic, and sentimental, type who can live simply. If I have a place to work, eat, and relax, that doesn’t have to be fancy and is fairly clean, and in order, I’m good.
Today, the weather was extra special, so we kept the front door open. I work in the room next to the front door, so I can hear the birds singing throughout the day. My office window looks out toward the front porch and often the sparrows and cardinals will come up to the window and look in as if to say, ‘hey!... where’s my water??”.
As birds fly, so will my wife tomorrow on a plane to Alaska and I’m missing her already. I suppose every time I see one of those birds around here, I’ll be reminded of her gentle spirit who loves others more than herself, her smile that lights up the room, and her persistent love for me.
So, today, here’s to the birds to remind us of the special, simple things of life (and, like me, of someone special perhaps). With the extra time on my hands, who knows, maybe I’ll try to get some photos of birds while she’s gone as well.
Wishing you all a very blessed day tomorrow my friends!