A couple of you have written in asking why I never write
about birds. I have replied stating that I’ve written about empty nesting, and
one time I wrote about eggs, and I wrote a piece once about the last robin of
the fall, but that didn’t seem to “fly” for these (somewhat picky) readers. So
yeah, I can write about birds. I’m not a birder by any stretch of the
imagination, but I’ve noticed the beautiful singing of the birds in my backyard
this spring. We’ve got this female cardinal in our backyard who just
sings up a storm. There’s probably a formal Roman Catholic name for a female
cardinal but I’m unfamiliar with that topic and I’m too lazy to look it up. So for
now, let’s call her a nun, or flying nun.
Or “nun of the above” maybe.
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