Friday, May 19, 2006

The Bluebird Diaries - Prologue

We looked for a suitable place for sometime. About three weeks ago, Mister Blue came to me and said, "Bonnie Blue, do you want the good news first or the bad news first?"

I said, "The good news." I am an optomist.

Mister told me he found the most delightful little bungalow with a great view over a yard chock full of bugs. There is water and food close by. The neighborhood was already full of kids, and many of the families live there year round because of the many restaurants available just around the corner.

Why, it did sound perfect! I usually worry about Mister being the one to scout out living quarters for us; he just has no sense of decorating, y'know. I, myself, like the rustic decor. All he likes is a roof that doesn't leak. But it did sound like he had done pretty well this time.

"So," I asked, "what's the bad news?"

"It was occupied."

Apparently, a pair of chickadees laid claim to the condo as soon as it went up, and they were right territorial about it. When Mister stopped by to check it out, they went into a tizzy, making all sorts of racket.

We were back to square one. Time was running short, too. As luck would have it -at least it was good luck for us- within a week, the condo became available again.

Sadly, the luck wasn't so good for the chickadees. Sometime overnight, something happened to the brood. One day, the babies were being noisy as babies will be. The next day, there was only silence. Only their dad remained nearby. One baby was found in the yard next door; two babies were still in the nest. All three had gone to the trees of the Great Phoenix in the sky. There was no sign of the mother.

Understandably, Mister and I were dubious about the neighborhood after that. We couldn't raise our children in an area that was unsafe. Who would've thought such dangers lurked in such a pleasant setting? Fortunately, the landlord realized this and took action.

The day after the unfortunate chickadee incident, we noticed a new addition to the little bungalow. A veranda! We've never had a porch on a condo before. This one was open-aired and allowed for one of us to perch on the roof and look behind, while the other perches on the veranda and surveys ahead. What a nice addition! It added more security to the inside of the place, too.

Not only that, a new deli opened up right next door. Its specialty was meal worms! We had indeed found the perfect place! At last we could get to work.






Next: Mister Blue and Bonnie Blue choose furniture.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

dawson

That is a very cute story. I love the deli next door.

windsong