This, the morning after our biggest Halloween celebration;
ever. All the decorating, shopping, scares, laughs and celebrating now past. Time
to move on. My Second oldest; Gail was born on Halloween and she turned forty.
We had to do something really special. Family, friends and a couple of foes
gathered for her birthday and the holiday. It was a grand masquerade affair.
Now early morning; I pull back the curtain from my kitchen
window to reveal a Blue Jay (dressed in his best) foraging for food beneath my
leaflessly barren dogwood tree. This was special! He went about his chore as I
watched securely from my window. There was no reason to disturb him in his brilliant
array. His neighbors had a different idea. A starling appeared to rudely shove
him from his duties. The starling had his own agenda. Oddly his jacket; black while
embroidered with orange strips that gave him a “Day of the Dead” decorative
look. He was soon joined by a couple others of his kin. They equally impressive
in what appeared to be the height of starling fashion, the orange stripped
jackets. The story was unfolding into what might become a sort of drama; but
all took their turn and there was plenty of whatever they were enjoying as
breakfast to go around. Not to be out done a fat squirrel; immaculate in fur, scurried
into view. How amazing; this show completely and gloriously free for my viewing
pleasure. I can’t imagine a better beginning for any day.
Later today I’ll probably watch a couple of Horror Classics,
read several magazines, a novel chapter or two and listen to a little Jazz. This
might also be a good day to write a blog. What do you think?
