It rained a couple of days back, in the afternoon and one of the old man birds didn't come in, in the evening...
Fair enough, it hadn't been exactly ideal weather, ha ha.
He turned up the next day, which was yesterday, two hours early... making up for lost time, ha ha.
The other old man bird didn't turn up, yesterday, which I though was a bit strange because it'd been an otherwise quite reasonable day...
But not to worry, he knows what he's doing... ha ha.
He turned up about half past eight, this morning.... only about ten hours ahead of his usual schedule, ha ha.
He found a good branch and fell asleep... "I'm comfortable, here... I like it here... You're nice to me... Are you going to get me some food, now? No? Well, you're nice to me Most of the time... and the added bonus is that the way this branch sits, there's no way you can get a good, clear photo of me having a sleep... ha ha ha ha ha!", ha ha.
Being the 23rd, and a quiet day, I dropped by a local church and said Hello / Merry Christmas / Happy Birthday to the residents of the Nativity scene, there, ha ha...
I perched myself on the end of a pew and chatted to them, animatedly, for a while...
Unlike the Three Kings, I brought... quick search of pockets... A rechargeable battery that still might be good, some flaky tobacco and a crushed feather... ha ha.
How about I just drop some change in the poor box? That's probably the best idea... ha ha.
What matters, to me, is that I caught up with them, I got to see them.
They're a bit like family - I see them, briefly, once a year, but gee it's good.
Thank you, church up the road... What is, for you, probably just a small part of a larger celebration, is to me something very precious - my other family, who, like my family, love me, sometimes, I think, in spite of who I am.... ha ha.
Merry Christmas...
🙂
