The day has arrived. The Cedar Waxwings are passing through on their way south. They are in a Cedar tree right outside my bedroom window. I have a ringside seat for all the shenanigans going on out there. First they land and sit there resting for a long time. Next they commence to eating the fermented berries thus getting drunk as skunks and flying into my huge bedroom window!
I am usually here to witness this spectacle but if I should be gone and miss them, I know they were here by the butt feathers smeared on my window. Usually they fly away safely but now and again I need to go out and rescue them and wrap them in a blanket to warm them up and give them a chance to sober up and get steady on their feet again. I have held some as they have gone on to 'meet their maker' and then they are all given a proper burial.
I learned the first year that we were in this house not to 'pray to hold one in my hands'. God is so anxious to give me my hearts desire that I have held way more than I wanted to.
As I write, another batch are eating and getting snockered so I am in for another long day of search and rescue.
I have computer paper taped up in my windows to discourage them but it just doesn't phase a drunken bird. I tap on the window to get their attention but they are busy and can't be bothered to pay attention to me. Oh boy, this is going to be A DAY!
YES, I mark the arrival date in my bird journal and as you must have guessed, they come on a different dang day every year. (Figures, right?) I do paste up my windows the middle of September to get ready for them. I guess folks wonder what is wrong with me but they are not my concern.
I am thrilled to see them again because it reminds me that God in his infinite wisdom is indeed in control and they follow what He has instilled in them. They are awfully cute with those little waxy wing tips. This will only last for a day or two and then once again they will be winging their way down south, but while they are here their presence is duly noted!
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