Male and female. He and she. Husband and wife.
They raised a family and brought their daughter to the feeder as well. They were fun to watch. Beautiful feathers.
Every morning and afternoon we have a different male cardinal fighting with another male cardinal in the front of the house. Or at least he thinks he's fighting with another male cardinal.
He's going to get that cardinal. One of these days that bird in the mirror is going to let his guard down.
You can see the mess he is making on Old Blue. We have been putting grocery bags over the mirrors of Big Red so this doesn't happen on the new truck. Let's hope this cardinal doesn't think Big Red is actually a Big Red bird. I don't think I have a grocery bag big enough to cover the entire truck.
We played the weather game last night. We win the weather game about 50 percent of the time. Saturday was beautiful. We were outside from 8am until 11pm. Sunday was cloudy in the morning, but turned into a nice day. Nice for moving, nice for nice for an evening by the fire.
Yesterday afternoon it got humid. One of those days where everything sticks. Your clothes stick to your body. A strand of hair sticks to your face and you can't get rid of it. Perfect conditions for pop-up thundershowers. Not a perfect day for moving.
Walt Kowalski and I were helping the mama of House #1 pack up and move from her current location. House #1 isn't ready yet, but that's ok. She's rolling with it. We are rolling with it. Everybody is rolling with it. It's going to work out well in the end. For all of us.
On the way home from work, we noticed the clouds starting to form on the horizon. It didn't look too bad, so we decided to do the move. Luckily, we weren't moving very far. We got the first load of furniture packed in the truck when it started to sprinkle. Walt Kowalski and I got the furniture unloaded, but it started to rain a little more. No problem. We have all evening. We'll just give it few minutes. It looks light on the horizon, so this probably won't last very long. We helped pack boxes waiting for the a break in the rain action. And it did break for a few minutes. We went with the opportunity and loaded the back of the truck with the boxes we had packed. About half way through the loading process the rain came again.
If you wanted to see comedy, you should have seen the three of us running up and down the stairs trying to beat the rain. We packed as many boxes as possible and away we went.
How do you drive quickly so the rain doesn't soak your boxes, but not so quickly that you break everything in the boxes? Very carefully.
We made it. JUST made it. The boxes got a few, ok many, drops on them. Nothing was soaked through. With the temperature going up to 90degrees today, we have no fear the boxes will dry in their current location.
On our way back for another load, the horizon was very dark again and then lightning came. Rain we can work with. Lightning we won't risk it. Wow. What a show of lightning. Then the rains came. We were done with moving for the night.
It worked out well in the end. We helped finish boxing the TV and sorting out a few things in the basement. We even formulated a plan for today. The mama of House #1 doesn't have to work until this evening. She borrowed Old Blue to do more moving today and tomorrow.
Tonight Walt Kowalski and I are going back to House #1 to fill the dumpster. I have about half of the ceiling in the kitchen removed. We still have walls in the kitchen, a wall up the stairs, and the ceiling in the hall. My goal is to get the kitchen done tonight.
We are in for a hot night of work tonight. 90degrees today. I have my long sleeves, long pants, hat, gloves, and dust mask ready. (Gee, why don't I just throw on a parka, too!)
We'll roll with it. As Steve Winwood sings:
When
life is too much, roll with it, baby
Don't stop and lose your touch, oh no, baby
Hard times knocking on your door, I'll tell them you ain't there no more
Get on through it, roll with it, baby
Luck'll come and then slip away, you've gotta move, bring it back to stay
You just roll with it, baby, come on and just roll with it, baby
You and me, roll with it, baby, hang on and just roll with it, baby
Don't stop and lose your touch, oh no, baby
Hard times knocking on your door, I'll tell them you ain't there no more
Get on through it, roll with it, baby
Luck'll come and then slip away, you've gotta move, bring it back to stay
You just roll with it, baby, come on and just roll with it, baby
You and me, roll with it, baby, hang on and just roll with it, baby
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