A Mostly Wordless Wednesday

Carol A. Hand

Queenie Greeting the Morning with His Little Dragon, Cinder

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Pinto Still Dreaming in the Company of His Little Dog

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While I’m Getting Ready To Shovel Snow…

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Sending my best wishes to everyone experiencing polar winter weather.

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35 thoughts on “A Mostly Wordless Wednesday”

    1. Thank you for your comments, Joan. 🙂 I think Queenie has the best deal. Poor Pinto still has to go outside. Sometimes, he hops on three feet because he’s so cold. It’s no wonder he sleeps late these days…

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    1. It’s always a gift to hear from you, Nelly. Thank you for your new year wishes and for sharing what’s going on in Great Britain. I had no idea that the weather there was so bad. These days, news from other parts of the world is sparse unless it serves the purpose of raising fears and fostering divisions. I send my best wishes to you. May you stay safe and warm in this stormy winter and may the years ahead be peaceful wonder-filled. ❤

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    1. Thank you for your thoughtful comments, Maria. I don’t think I shared Queenie’s story with you. Unfortunately, he got his name when he was a very young bird. The “tell,” the color of his cere, was pink when I selected him as a companion for Bud, a parakeet that survived two partners (Para and Lacy). Bud became despondent with the loss of his first partner, Para. So I found Lacy, but she came with a congenital condition that affected her health and longevity. When she passed on a few years later, I found Queenie. All my other parakeets were shades of blue. Queenie was gold and green and beautiful. And I thought, female, because of her/his pink-tinged cere. As Queenie matured, his cere turned blue. He survived Bud’s passing with little noticeable sadness, perhaps because Bud was a bit of a bully. But Queenie actually helped feed and groom Bud when he was ill and helped him recover several times before Bud finally passed away after 11 years with me. Queenie knows and eagerly responds to his name, and has heard it in the good night song I have sung to him every evening for years. True, he has a name that may not be viewed as gender appropriate, but he does know he’s special and loved nonetheless. He is intelligent, kind, and very cute. He’s singing along with opera as I type.

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      1. Thank you, dear Carol! Great story! His name is as wonderful as his character!
        I’m amazed with birds’ attitude to each other. They care so much until the last moment! I liked the dragon on the photo. It looks funny & stunning! How strange….Gregory also passed away after almost 11 years with us… Send him my greetings. I’ve tracked the letter today. It is already in the USA & on the way to your State. 🙂

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        1. I am so sorry to hear about Gregory. I send hugs to you, dear fried. I know how much you cared about him and how much joy he brought into your life. Thank you so much for your kind words and I look forward to your letter. ❤

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    1. This cold spell feels colder, Paul. Perhaps it’s the wind or my age that sometimes chills me to the bone, but as long as my fingers don’t freeze, shoveling snow is still better than feeling locked inside… 😊

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words, Eddie, and for sharing your weather experiences. I’ve lived through many cold winters. I’m not sure why this one feels so much colder, but I will take you advice to stay warm and covered with woolly layers. 🙂

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