Last week my very sprightly, sometimes-pregnant wife sprang up from a sitting position, catapulted herself over the orb...
...somersaulted to my desk, grabbed the camera, and, a split second before it flitted away, captured this eastern bluebird perched atop our feeder stand:
A tree-filled city neighborhood is not the natural habitat of a bluebird. How nice of it to stop by McBone Manor for a spell. All it took was an Olympian display of athleticism to bring it to you, gentle McBoners.
nwb
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It was the picture of the orb that made that post truly great.
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