Photo by [cousin] Sue Pinkerton
My garden has been filled with drunken waxwings. After two window collisions (at slow speed) I pulled the lace curtains -- and then one banged right into the shingled wall. They are gorging on fermented berries from the mountain ash.
I'm gorging a bit myself, on the company of a long-absent friend, Abigail, who is here from England for just a few weeks. She has brought many amazing photos which I will be sharing with you soon. This is a friendship with several rare qualities. We can be apart for a long time, and pick up again instantly. And in her company I am smarter and funnier and altogether wiser than usual.
May we all be blessed a few of these friendships in our lives, as I have been.
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How happy to have your friend Abigail during Winter Solstice. Welcome Abigail. Welcome Winter. And...love that photo of Cold Cow.
Posted by: Critter | 19 December 2005 at 04:51 PM
Hehehe drunk birds? What about the squirrels? Now that would be a riot to watch.
Enjoy your friends visits.
Posted by: Cathy | 20 December 2005 at 08:18 AM
The squirrels don't seem interested in the berries -- and many have fallen to the ground, so the ground, so they would be easy to get. Maybe they are teetotalers
Posted by: SB | 20 December 2005 at 12:41 PM