There
is a female cardinal, drab and grey, fat with eggs sitting on my bird
feeder. Her mate, as beautiful as she is
grey, continually flutters up to sit with her.
They caress, lip-to-lip, feeding one another or allowing us glimpses
into how Love has imparted Himself into all creatures I do not know. I do know Loves explanation makes my morning
more meaningful and would explain our common phrase, Love Birds.
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| Madonna Of The Goldfinch by Raphael |
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