A love letter from the birds

A love note from one Robin’s nest to those smarter birds who’ve delayed the trip north…

Dear fellow feathered friends,

It’s me, Bobbie and Bill.  Hope this note finds you.  I’m sending it special carrier since the mail service in these parts hasn’t been reliable.  Rumor has it mail got lost in the big storm in February.  A time where mail service failed to uphold its motto.

That appears to be some kind of corporate lip service?  For the birds, right, LOL.

Anyhoo, we’ve made it here and the first week was nice.  Not as warm as our southern home, but the grass was soft, yet a tad brown.  No bugs right away, but there were some hangin’ fruits and some bugs eventually, so we stayed.

I’m not going to pay much lip service to the sales pitch we took fancy to, about how it is important to show up here when the temps turn above 37 degrees, ‘cuz, dang…that’s not been happening here.  What a waste of frequent flyer miles.

But, don’t tell mom, she’ll worry too much, and I do want her to still come here.  When the worms show up, she’ll be happy she did make the trek.  Angler’s worms are the best.

We had a date night last night.  At a quaint corner pub, with a large area between two low hanging fruit trees.  It’s rather nice when the grass is green.

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We needed to get out of the nest after we weathered a seriously obnoxious April storm.  Hoomans were impressed that they beat an all-time record snowfall with the additional 10″ of snow that arrived.  We hung out in the trees, in the blasted winds.  It wasn’t what I’d call fun.

But, we haven’t given up Spring hope, yet.  We’re finding food, but still, it takes more than just lips to survive here this early in Spring.

Worms are way easier to find and eat than frozen fruit.  Bill has gotten the break the twig routine down well though.  I’m quite impressed with his efforts, he knows where to look for food.

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I hope you like the pictures so you can see how easy he makes our dining experience prep look.  He carefully ferociously trims the stems before eating.  Those stems are not fun to poop out or swallow, not necessarily in that order.  He says it’s imperative they be removed before tossing the apples down our throats.

Sometimes a little one takes him by surprise, but he waits it out and it eventually goes down.  And he scouts out the surroundings to find the next one.

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He told me what photos to send.  I know, a lot, right.  You can show them off and can tell the others what they should prepare their beaks for.  Hard ground is tough enough, but this ice, it’s cold and hard, and when you break through it, you get splashed in the face, too.  A lot of effort for little reward.

A quick hop and a jump up in a tree and back down, and he scored yet again.

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I can’t tell you how much we’re both craving a big long juicy angler’s worm.  Our beaks are drooling waiting for that to happen.  Not too long though, the drool tends to freeze.  We’re hanging onto hope like I said.  Once this ice and snow melt, then our old familiar hunt and peck techniques will suffice.  They work in the snow, but it takes a while.

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Sometimes a toss of the fruit to the side does the trick.

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Oh, while I’m thinking about it, when you start packing, no additional baggage shall be required for the trip if y’ all wait a couple more weeks before heading north.  Yeah, that’d be a good idea to wait.

And, we might be famous when you get here.  Bill is considering a modeling gig in the meantime while we wait for the worms.  There’s an adorable gray-haired hooman that watches us feathered folk with her camera in her hand.  He’s been starring in a few of her shows of late.

I think he’s got his head down determined strut down well.  Don’t you agree?

Well, gotta run, it’s time to peck at some crab apples on the ground.  I’ve let my lips run off too much, plus I need to replenish my tummy so I have the strength to break through the ice, don’t ya know.

See you soon,

Two love birds xx

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PS – Do we know how to have fun on a Friday night or what?  Yeah…the snow is still here.  What fun fact about birds or any other animal in the spring can you share with me that relates to lips?  Did you enjoy the birds love letter?  Or was it too weird?