Birds of a feather
We’ve been having warmer temperatures lately. And by warm, I mean up to plus 19. Yay!
It’s nice to finally go out there in just a shirt and flipflops. And of course also some kind of bottom garments, silly you. And yeah, there are also people wearing shorts now.
One of the first signs of Spring is the arrival of the birds that migrated to the warmer South in the Fall. Yup, these birds have been around for a few weeks now. Oh, I just love hearing the sound of the chirping birds first thing in the morning when I go downstairs to the kitchen while I prepare breakfast. And I also love the honking of the Canada geese as they hover around all over the city.
I was at Kildonan Place on Friday after work when I saw these birds on the parking lot. I immediately took my camera from my purse and slowly approached them. I took three shots, one after the other, as I walked closer, being really quiet because I didn’t want them to fly away, as those black birds in our backyard do when I try to take their pictures. I was glad that these birds just stayed there. The pictures are not that sharp because I started clicking when I was still far. Besides, it was windy that afternoon and I was carrying three bags, two on my left hand and one hanging on my shoulder, holding the camera with only on hand. I thought that the pictures would be blurry, but they turned out all right.
And yeah, Nanay Ayo is also back. She’s our family friend who’s already retired and she goes back to the Philippines every Fall, spends time there while we freeze here in the winter, and comes back here in the Spring. Lucky her, huh?