A couple weeks back I wrote about how even though I enjoy plants, I am a distant second (twenty-second?) to my mother, who can grow anything. By “anything,” I meant plants, but I suppose I could also have included two-legged creatures.
More metalwork by my dad 🙂
Perusing her gardens, and checking out all her cool plants, I was
also primarily harassed by her mockingbirds. Two of them were carrying on, perching in different places as I moved about, squawking incessantly at me the whole time I photographed.
I might have assumed that they were merely interested in the strange lady taking their pictures, but I knew better. Mom had shown me their secret. Protected by a once-functional underground wire, the birds are safe – and know it – from the threat of dogs.
Aren’t these two mockingbirds cuddled in the barberry bush cute? I’m frankly not convinced that one in the hand is better…