There's a barn swallow on the railing outside my front door. It's singing, and preening its perfect little forked tail. If I walk out to the kitchen to start the coffee, I'll disturb the barn swallow. If I don't have coffee, I can't work, so there's not much point even getting into the shower.
© 2014 Nancy L. Ruder
6 comments:
You got your priorities right, girl!
I like the way you think, Nancy.
Definitely a day to call in with "bird flu symptoms"
Thanks for the back-up Kim, Claudia, and Seana. I'll have my boss call you!
This happened to me with a dove yesterday.
Of course, today it happened with roofers a little way over, some of them shirtless.
Shirtless in a good way? Or bad, Kathleen?
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