Scary movie...
But i wasn't going to tell you about that movie, i was going to tell you about my adventures with birds here in America...
In Holland I never saw many different kinds of birds (but maybe I didn’t pay enough attention), here you have red ones, blue ones, yellow ones, big ones, little ones and all the “normal ones”. We even got a book (!!!) so we can watch the birds and try to figure out what it is we are looking at.
I just think this is one of the cutes
pictures ever...
Maybe there are just more birds here, now that I think about it…
While on chemo I had no energy or strength to do most of the normal stuff (see: What cancer does to somebody like me) like everybody does from day to day. I spent a lot of my time during treatment in bed and a lot of those days I would hear a strange sound. First I thought it was just in my head that I was hallucinating but then I figured out it would happen EVERY day around 9 o'clock...
Everyday around 9 am there would be a ticking sound. It was like there was somebody or something, hitting tapping, ticking to the outside of the house. Not very loud but persistent and usually by the time I would get out of bed and into the next room I didn’t see or hear it no more. I couldn’t figure out what it was that made that sound, and it drove me nuts! So I would check up on our cats, maybe they went looking for some mouses and somehow were making that sound with their claws.
But it wasn’t…
See the little drop of water???
One day Bastiaan stayed home a little longer than normal because he worked the night shift at the farm the night before and we were lying in bed together. Around 8.30 am the ticking noise started again.
I pushed Bastiaan out off the bed and told him to go find out what on EARTH was making that noise!?! He went downstairs and he saw a sparrow sitting in front of one of the basement windows, ticking with his beak against the glass. He or she flew away as soon as he/she saw Bastiaan and flew to our guest bedroom window (which is on the same side, just higher up, on the house) sat down and pretended to be a woodpecker again…
Bastiaan and I discussed this whole crazy bird theory:
These yellow birds kept us company
during the summer
Maybe he/she saw the glistering of the light in the glass and decided he/she wanted it…
Maybe he/she figured in our basement is some good stuff for him/her to munch on…
Maybe the bird always wanted to be a woodpecker and a crow at the same time and decided to pick (as in hammer) at shinny things…
Or maybe he just lost it…
Whatever his/her motive was, that same bird kept me company for the 64 weeks I was on chemo, and because of that, I love my birds here in The States!
Humming
birds have a special
place in
my heart
Have a great weekend and have fun at the Farm Friend Friday at Verde Farms!!! (I know, I'll get the hang of that button thingy sometime soon!
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