21 July 2010

Bluebird, Bluebird

I have a distinct childhood memory of sprawling out on my back in the summer grass dreamily gazing up at the clouds and sneaking curious peeks at the bird feeder with the hope of catching a glimpse of a visiting bluebird.

Imagine my delight last week when I glanced out the window while vacuuming our guest room and came face to face with a gorgeous little bluebird perched on the gutter just below the windowsill.

There must be a reason bluebirds are often equated to happiness.

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