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A few years ago…when I lived in my great aunt and uncle’s old home place…there was a bluebird house…right up next to the porch…and it has home to Betty and Bill…the most beautiful bluebird couple you’d ever want to see…I loved watching them as they raised their families…
When I moved here…of course…I wanted a bluebird house…
So…the first spring…I purchased a nice little house…sure to make any bluebird family happy…I broke my arm the next day…before installing the house…making installation much more challenging…if you can imagine standing on a steep slope…attempting to hold a bird house with a broken arm…while attaching it to the fence with the other arm…thankfully…my right arm…and…if you are laughing…you should have come and helped…geez…
Anyway…I was proud as punch…I’d seen some bluebirds in the neighborhood…I was certain they would move right in…
Wrong…
I placated myself that spring…maybe I was late…maybe they had already signed a lease for the year…maybe…they would come the next spring…
Wrong…                                               
The next spring…I saw a particularly large bluebird…or maybe it was a robin with poor circulation…attempting to squeeze into the tiny bluebird sized opening…finally…tenants…
Wrong…
I just looked out at the bubbling rock…and there are…bluebirds…having a sip of cool water…possibly taking a break from house hunting…they could be moving in…or…I could be…
Wrong…it’s happened before…
Jane