From Flapping To Flirting

The pyrotechnic star of yesterday’s post was quick to go from flapping about in the birdbath to flirting with the female Cowbird.  I have to admit, I was half rooting for him and half rolling my eyes at his over-the-top antics.

He followed the object of his affection around from branch to branch, doing his best to woo her.  First he would sing her a song…


and then he would puff himself up in an impressive display of fluffy feathers and almost do a little dance as he shuffled towards her.


She was either uninterested, or doing a great job at playing hard to get, as each time he performed his little repertoire, she merely moved to another branch and turned away.


I have to say, between the flapping and the flirting, I developed a bit of a soft spot for this fellow, so I’m hoping she’ll come around.  Either way, he provided the perfect entertainment for my evening.

About kathydoremus

Wife, mother, daughter, and friend. One who dabbles in writing, thinks in rhyme, and is utterly unable to escape the allure of alliteration:) Amateur nature photographer. A backyard bird watcher, a hiker of non-strenuous trails to waterfalls, and a fan of Atlanta sports teams. Driver of an orange Jeep Renegade who goes by the name of Earl. One who is nourished by silence, solitude, and a good cup of coffee. A lover of God’s Word and the riches that are hidden there. An extremely ordinary jar of clay who longs to see and be satisfied by the glory of God, and to somehow display that in my everyday life.
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2 Responses to From Flapping To Flirting

  1. I think we’ll all be rooting for him now! Keep us updated ~

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