Sunday, January 6, 2013

Talking to the Birds


Birdette expounds on the intricacies of life


 Remember, when you were a kid, and you and your Mom were having a conversation.  When, out of the blue, Mom would gruffly say,  "Guess I'll just go talk to the birds"?  Although it always caught me off guard (I thought we were having a marvelous conversation), I remember being unsure as to just exactly what she meant.  I did feel pretty safe, though, in thinking she wasn't serious.

Until today.

Currently needing some serious directional help, I spent the day where I thought I could get it.  And came away more confused than enlightened (shall we say?).  Then, I remembered Momma's advice.

The hardest part was waiting for Birdette to sit on the magnifying glass.  Once that was established, we got along great.  I don't know exactly what she said, but she spoke with passion and confidence.  And ya know what?  I do feel better.

Wonder what else Momma said that I ignored to my own peril?
Brooke