Every few months or so, Pearl does something called “molting”. It starts gradually….a feather here, another feather there. Then a longer feather – let’s say a tail feather – suddenly drops out. And it’s on. It is worth mentioning that Pearl seems as mystified by the process as any of the rest of us.
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Mama’s Feathery Helper
It is always a big event when a child experiences their first lemonade stand. So like any proud Mama, I was bursting with pride as Pearl “helped” me to make our first spring batch of fresh lemonade. Pearl (naturally) assigned herself the role of supervising.
Tiny Spring Things, Whooshing Wings, and Dirty Caffeine
Today I am grateful for: Tiny spring things. The WHOOSH of wings (if they are not grey and white “indoor” wings, so much the better…Pearl flies about as well as I do). The amazing scent of magnolia and gardenia blossoms wafting on the wind right into my nostrils. With perfumes that fragrant, I am in … Continue reading »
Ms. Pacman, Bill Murray, Bubble Tea, and Things That Go “Tweet”
Today I am grateful for: All things that make me smile spontaneously. (ie, I have noticed that while life clearly has its problems, and often I let the things I cannot seem to control – even after offering up a 150% best-effort – bother me far more than they logically could or should, if during … Continue reading »
Beak to Beak
For 10 years I have had a birdie companion. For 10 years that birdie companion has tried to bite my nose whenever I pick her up and go to kiss her soft feathery belly. For 10 years I have been trying (clearly unsuccessfully) to break her of this unwelcome habit. But after reading more books … Continue reading »