
Last minute grooming
Nervous anticipation
Tender amusement
He arrives first, looking around, watching for her arrival. He is a disreputable, scruffy looking article, unkempt and ungainly. He reminds me of some of my sons’ teenage forays into the more regrettable fashions. His feathers seem glued into place… the wrong place… refusing to be smoothed no matter how he tries. And try he does, but to no avail.
She flies in silently and watches from the next branch. This is no first date…she watches his efforts to make himself presentable too tenderly, with too much indulgence in her smile. Beaks should not be able to smile, but hers does. She meets my eye and we share a moment of feminine undestanding. ‘Love sees only beauty,’ she seems to say.




























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Thanks, Michael 🙂
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Lovely!
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🙂
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I love these extended haiku posts, Sue.
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Thanks, Robbie… sometimes the photos need a bit more explanation and the haibun-type posts seem to work.
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She DOES have a smile on her… er, beak!
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She does 😉
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I love this Sue. He is a lucky little bird that she loves him anyway regardless of his tufty feathers! 🙂
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Don’t we always look beyond the packaging to what is inside? 🙂
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Yes we do, although I do like a bit of sparkly wrapping, even if it is a bit tatty! 🙂
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I can live without the wrapping if the sparkles are in the heart and eye 😉
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Aw, love among the beaks. 🙂 xx
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They were very cute 🙂 xx
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❤
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