This is the view from our bedroom window. That’s a fairly large piece of driftwood in the flower bed. And for some reason, on one particular evening last week, the sparrows were congregating on that driftwood.
They were actually fighting for a spot to land.
I couldn’t help but wonder what the blackbird’s role was in all of this. Was he wondering what in the world they were doing? Trying to figure out how to secure a spot for himself? Laughing at them?
I love this next photo. Check out the two birds on the right. What’s going on there? A little kiss? A little close conversation?
Finally, they decided that they should all just get along.
There’s a lesson to be learned here.
these days of mine 