Mockingbabe

I had just gotten out of my car when I heard such a racket in the front yard I headed straight there. Much to my delight, this little one was making its presence known—in a rather demanding, vociferous way. No doubt (s)he felt a bit slighted, what with all my focus...

Day 1: For A Song

I stopped for a quick glance out the door and there s/he was, my sweet guardian mockingbird, perched on a branch of the crape myrtle just at the curve of the front path. The sight was so pretty I grabbed the camera and made my way (gingerly) out the front door, hoping...

Mockingbird, yeah.

It’s kind of crazy how often it happens. I climb out of bed, brush my teeth, then make my way to the kitchen for a wake-me-up cup of coffee. Interested in what the morning has brought to Bickley’s Pond, I inevitably step toward the big window that looks...

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