This is the bluebird that came to visit me on the anniversary of my Mom's death. I've been looking for him since last Spring. Funny how he just pops up on the day she passed away two years ago. Coincidence? Definitely not!
Here is a picture of my sweet babies on the morning of the 4th of July:
Here is Sawyer's first time checking out Nona and Grandpa's pool. He enjoyed getting his feet wet.
And here is my sweet, sweet girl. Pardon the boo boo on her forehead. Actually it is a double one. She fell at the playground and got a nice, black and blue goose egg. Then a day later, she fell off a stump and to try and catch herself, she grabbed a birdbath. The birdbath came apart and smacked her on the forehead. Poor thing.
1 comment:
Rachel,
so glad you could see that blue bird. We just put up a blue bird house this summer and are waiting for them to come and build a nest. A wren keeps putting sticks in and we keep taking them out.
I enjoy watching these birds soon. They give me a sense of peace as they do you and did for your mom.
luv ya,
Tiff:)
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