The Lovebirds were together this morning amongst the vines of the Passionfruit. It’s a foot away from my kitchen window.
She eats while he stands guard,
oh! what love does to the heart.
They are just birds and not like us,
I guess birds show love without any fuss.
Something tells me that this is in preparation of eggs and chicks forthcoming this Spring.
Early this morning, as I sat at the picnic bench on our side patio, admiring the sunrise, appreciating the cool, clean air, listening to bird chirps and the rustle of leaves ~ then in came my visitors.
He came in first and indulged in the goodies laid out.
Gentleman first … he must have been hungry.
Suddenly he hopped onto a Seagrape shrub just below and I could hear some angry chirping. Yes, it was real bird anger.
The visitors ~ she was mad at him.
Can you see the anger? the frown lines?
My adorable Papaya protectors are the Cardinals. I call them (a couple) my holy-birds, as they seem to know when beetles or moths have laid their eggs on the Papaya buds & caterpillars are present or about to come forth. They actually hop on the tree which is very close to my back door & eat away.
That’s Mrs Cardy ~ she’s the brown one.
And there are the love birds, Mr & Mrs C on their dining table.