I went to see my parents this weekend. Long drive down to Atlanta, with it spitting snow til I hit the Georgia line.
Saturday morning, we slept in. After breakfast, Mom had to get ready for a luncheon for a girlfriend - Dad and I sat at the table drinking coffee and watching the birds in his backyard.
I mentioned how I always hoped I'd see a Cedar Waxwing. They're not rare, but they're not like seeing a Robin, either - they're Winter Only in my area, and since they're fruit eaters, my treeless yard isn't exactly a Waxwing sanctuary. Dad only sees them flying through migratorily, once a year.
About twenty minutes later, a flock of about a dozen birds landed on Dad's birdbath. I didn't recognize them. Dad did. Cedar Waxwings.
Within twenty minutes, the backyard was covered in them. Dad's holly tree was alive with them.
I turned to Dad and said, "What the hell?!" He said, "It's magic."
It was.
This is a Cedar Waxwing:
See the tiny little tips of red on the wing? They look like they were dipped in sealing wax. SO PRETTY.
So, remember the other day when I said you shouldn't making deals with the Universe?
Probably still a good idea.
But... apparently, sometimes you ask the Universe for what you want, and it delivers it. In a big way.
That is definitely magic.
Saturday morning, we slept in. After breakfast, Mom had to get ready for a luncheon for a girlfriend - Dad and I sat at the table drinking coffee and watching the birds in his backyard.
I mentioned how I always hoped I'd see a Cedar Waxwing. They're not rare, but they're not like seeing a Robin, either - they're Winter Only in my area, and since they're fruit eaters, my treeless yard isn't exactly a Waxwing sanctuary. Dad only sees them flying through migratorily, once a year.
About twenty minutes later, a flock of about a dozen birds landed on Dad's birdbath. I didn't recognize them. Dad did. Cedar Waxwings.
Within twenty minutes, the backyard was covered in them. Dad's holly tree was alive with them.
I turned to Dad and said, "What the hell?!" He said, "It's magic."
It was.
This is a Cedar Waxwing:
See the tiny little tips of red on the wing? They look like they were dipped in sealing wax. SO PRETTY.
So, remember the other day when I said you shouldn't making deals with the Universe?
Probably still a good idea.
But... apparently, sometimes you ask the Universe for what you want, and it delivers it. In a big way.
That is definitely magic.
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