I love Spring….and spring buying season is almost upon us. Spring is typically the time that I really come alive...and, believe me, being a redhead, at least by nature, I am always alive!
This weekend the man of the house was busy in his workshop making birdhouses which he puts on pitchforks. I know, it sounds weird but they are very popular for gardens. And, he sells them.
Okay, just picture it, a birdhouse on a pitchfork....
As I said, he sells them so they are new housing.
Yesterday, as I was glancing out the deck door, I see a prospective buyer. No, not a human. A male wren. He was very excited, popping back and forth, peeking in the window. And chirping away...presumably to the wife who was likely nearby. I started to laugh, and he flew off. Then he brought her over to check it out just a short time later. There was no realtor bird nearby that I could see. But, I think they're buying. Unless he can move it quickly.
If the birds are buying, and my buyers are buying, why aren't you buying?
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