A Bird, a Birthday, and Store-bought Cake


A few days ago this little bird started tapping on the front door.  It tap tap taps and then flies up and tries to throw itself at the window.  I closed the front door, and still it attempts to get in.  I think it sees itself in the reflection.  Today I saw him (or her) again, puffing up his chest as if to impress his supposed reflection. Continue reading