I really like the idea of Waste Not Want Not Wednesday, even if I make said post early Thursday morning with one ear tuned to the coffeemaker (come on, fella, bring me that magic elixir!). I am seriously tired these days and not really sure why. Could I be working too hard? Doubtful, but my employer is welcome to think so.
Can you see it?
When I first looked at this photo in my phone, I wondered why I took a picture of part of my car and the street in the rain. Then I looked at the solar lamp and remembered: When my friend Kim and I were sitting on the front porch last Sunday, we saw a beautiful cardinal. This time I had my phone handy and took a picture, three in fact.
He’s on the porch railing this time.
I think I am showing these in reverse order of when I took them. I was unable to really zoom in, alas. Still, I was happy to see him. I love the legend that cardinals represent loved one who have passed (I suppose “gone over the rainbow bridge” is just for pets, although I like to think that Steven has been reunited with our beloved poochers). I wonder if maybe the cardinal is not the loved one himself (or herself) but a messenger sent from the loved one. That lets the cardinal be his own person as well, or I guess his own bird. If you see what I mean.
In the middle of the railing on this one.
It was very comfortable sitting out on the porch Sunday, watching the rain fall and talking. If the cardinal was sent by my late, dearly missed husband Steve, I am not surprised. He loved to sit on the front porch, and if he could have joined us, no doubt he would.
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