I love birds, in fact we both do, but after the death of our last little parakeet friend, Kiwi, we decided we didn’t want to keep birds in cages anymore, so the bird cages we’d collected over the years, actually quite a few of them it turns out, now hang on our patio in a kind of empty-cage symbolism—or pile of junk, whichever your preferred interpretation.
We enjoy bird friends at greater distance these days. When I came across the linked story today, I decided I had to share. It’s a love story, just in time for that love-related holiday around the corner—if you’re reading this post while it’s fresh. But why wait until a particular time of year to celebrate love?
Here for your enjoyment, straight from Australia, is a tale of love among cockatoos. Note the first time I read it I assumed the first page was all there was to it, and only saw the “next page” link on my second time through, so be aware, there’s more.
Ohhhh, Barbara this is SO delicious. You KNOW I love birds too,
and practically LIVE by the big feeders in my back yard. But I
have never had caged birds, so this really made my day. I’m so
glad you chose to not cage birds. I’ve got red bellied woodpeckers,
blue jays, cardinals, mourning doves, titmice, sparrows and finches
galore outside. Just put up a feeder in the cages and leave the
doors OPEN.
(thanks for stopping by. xo Bev)
*Smiles*
Isn’t that just the lovliest story?
What a wonderful photo-essay!!
love is grand…
I haven’t seen this site for quite a while. Baby has really grown up into a handsome bird. I’m enjoying the idea that the people and the birds are sharing their little part of the world amicably. It *is* possible to live together in peace, sharing space and resources.
Glad you all enjoyed that. Sometimes you just need a good love story—no matter what time of year.
It’s after Valentine’s Day, but this did my heart good! What a great story!