I headed out to trim my roses this morning and passed the front flower bed. There was Big Red, standing in front of the daisies. We named him Big Red because of the unusual rust colored patch on top of his head. There is a younger one just like him around lately as well. It was the first time either of us had seen one with this coloring.
Big Red is the new King of the mini Jurassic World around here and is quite confident and curious. He listens when I talk. This morning he gave me quite the photo op. Perhaps he was too preoccupied with molting or maybe he has a nest somewhere in the flower bed he was protecting. Either way he and I enjoyed each other for a few quiet moments.
Gads, this molting…is…so…itchy….
Aren’t the daisies fine today?
Big Red and I decided change is good. We are shedding old skins, old habits, gonna make a change. How about it? Could you make some changes for the better in your life?
We miss your messages of love Michael..