Sprinting from tree to feeder, they could see it peaking out between the pear blossoms.

“Look!  More seeds!”  They chattered between themselves.

“Look!  The guy who feeds us built us a new house!”

They were so excited, our birds.  They flew into the front yard of their new home, pecked a few seeds and flew back to the safety of their trees.

But, they were wrong.  JeanPaul hadn’t built this new house for them.  My Dad did.  He’ll be coming to visit on Saturday and I know my birds will be quite happy to meet him.