Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them? ~Rose F. Kennedy
Brody loves birds, and I love his excitement about birds. It makes me smile when we are driving down the road and he asks to stop to see a bird. It's our version of stopping to smell the roses.
I should carry my camera around with me more often to capture what he sees. Brody has a bird book that he looks up birds in to find out what kind of bird they are.
Last week we had a red tailed hawk visit us in our backyard.
One of our other visitors last week was Brody's grandfather, Pops. He brought Brody a great present. It was a fun, but loud Crow Call. So Brody has been trying to get the local crows to come visit him too. No luck yet, but he will keep trying.
