It started in kindergarten with pens and ink pots and blotting paper. Since then I've loved writing. Transferring the noise in my head to paper calms the chaos. If a worthwhile thought occasionally emerges, I'll keep it here with memories, stories and other random trivia, of interest mainly to myself and, with a bit of luck, to the odd passerby.
Thursday, March 07, 2013
Bad Hair Day
Baby, not only is it cold out here, this wind is wrecking havoc with my hairstyle
I'm glad that bird isn't putting me on film in bad weather: a slight gust and I look like strewelpeter. Birds and animals seem effortlessly tidy. Humans seem...ah, not.
When your hair/feathers are as long as that it must be really uncomfortable....and then you have to comb everything straight again with your beak. Life can be tough, even in Florida.
10 comments:
Now Molly. You're in Florida. How cold can it be???? ;-D
"cold" is comparative!!
definite ruffled feathers there
Simply beautiful. Bird obsessives unite.
Birds like to ruffle feathers every now and then. Don't they?
Cold? Cold?
Last time I checked you lived in Florida.
But absolutely cute pics...
XO
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I'm glad that bird isn't putting me on film in bad weather: a slight gust and I look like strewelpeter.
Birds and animals seem effortlessly tidy.
Humans seem...ah, not.
Saw your blog. Yeah, I'm in the Southeast - very chilly at the moment
Well, stay out of the wind...jump in the water! ;)
Well, it's decided to snow here, to greet Mini's arrival. So helpful!
When your hair/feathers are as long as that it must be really uncomfortable....and then you have to comb everything straight again with your beak. Life can be tough, even in Florida.
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