This morning on my daily walk I saw a beautiful bird on the
trail. This is the third day in a row I’ve
seen this Painted Bunting. They are so
pretty, the first time I saw one at the house I thought someone had lost a pet
parakeet or finch. The colors are spectacular. The first picture I took on the walk, the second is courtesy of the internet, so you can see the beautiful colors I saw.
The other day on my walk he was on the first island I cross,
and I thought maybe it had a hurt wing.
It was walking and flew a slight distance to the bridge, then out into
the marsh. I was so hoping it was not
injured. Then yesterday I saw it again,
same place, same time. So, I knew it had
made it. This morning it was like I woke
it up, he was just standing there waiting on me. Stefan said I need to take it some seed each
morning then it will look for me. But
then it might become tame and one of the visitors to the park might not be as gentle
as I am.
Anyway, even without a sunrise this morning due to clouds, I
had a nice splash of color.
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