Bluebirds

This morning a bluebird - a real, live, living, breathing, warbling bluebird - landed on the ridge just outside of my office window. John spotted him first and called me over to see this beautiful bird. We saw some yesterday when out for our evening walk. But I had never seen one up close and personal!

Many years ago, I bought a tiny glass bluebird statue in a gift shop. I can't remember where, but the bluebird always represented me in our family...the bluebird of happiness. The symbolism for me was one of optimism and cheer.

And there was my very own Seven Oaks bluebird, outside my office window.

I cannot help but take this as a good omen of things to come!

Today, however, I am tired. It was anti-procrastination day in the household, so John changed and washed the HVAC screens while I cleaned the bathrooms, my most hated chore. It is cold and threatening outside, so today we focus on inside work, I on my consulting business and the household chores, John on the myriad indoor farm chores. The workbench, utility room and kitchen sink are awash in detergents, machine parts, and paint brushes.

And yes, we had the hamburgers on Saturday night...thank you for asking...fresh, grass fed beef is delicious. It did taste slightly different from the ground beef I normally purchase. I added oil to the cooking pan because the meat was so lean, no fat dripped off of it. I think our purchase was worth it.

Back to work...now go outside and look for bluebirds....

North American Bluebird Society: http://http://www.nabluebirdsociety.org/