I have situated my work desk so it looks out at the bird feeder in my front garden. At first, the birds were a bit startled and confused. But there is this one cardinal who has friended me. I talk to him and he plays back. He waits for me to set up my camera. He sits in the same spot on the same branch of my birch tree.
And he watches me back. He’s very intelligent. You see that look above—he was looking right in to the camera lens…a bit unnerving when you are zoomed in at 15x. You knew–that he knew and he wasn’t looking away. Had I been a female cardinal…..this would have given me weak knees.
And it is if….he is courting me…..cause then I got this look—right at the camera again. Kinda like…are you interested?
And he puffed up real big thrusting his chest forward…..
He shot his plume up and narrowed his eyes—so I……got flushed and….
hid behind a skinny tree limb. When all of a sudden it dawned on me why he found me so irrestible…
Looks like he was getting ready to make his moves on me………
When he swooped closer to where I was sitting and landed on the feeder. He shot back a glance
to make sure he wasn’t being followed by……..
This unkept huzzy who never saw a brush or comb in her life. She’s not been to the dentist and looks like she needs prozac.
To wich the Tufted Titmouse said–she’s driven him mad—-he’d rather home up here with you than hook up with that woman.