Looking Good

Every time I step outside while the dog does her business (I think her business is relieving herself, while she thinks it is scent detection and rabbit turd consumption), I check for bluebirds. This morning I was so busy looking at the bluebird house that I almost missed seeing the bluebird himself, perched in the tree just over my head. We chatted a bit, or rather, I chatted while I hoped he listened. But he was actually keeping an eye out for intruders, one of whom he chased away with much angry chirping. I knew bluebirds were territorial, but I did not realize how pugnacious they were. I hope his actions are a good sign that the bluebird box will be populated this summer.