My neighbor’s fence finally broke after a hard winter. The nice gentleman who lived next door took meticulous care of his yard. He planted beautiful flowers and grew fruit and vegetables. And always, he was diligent with the upkeep of the fence. In later years, he struggled to replace posts, and a few times, my husband or son would see him wrangling with a loose post. They would walk over and take on the heavier part of the task, all the while talking and sharing the work in a friendly way. When the gentleman passed away some years ago, his children and grand children took over the care of the yard. They didn’t have the same regard for the fence, and eventually, it broke in several places.
I never minded the broken fence. When it started to rot and fall apart, I loved it more. I thought it had character. The birds and squirrels still enjoyed it. I suppose it still kept the neighborhood kids from cutting across the yard. Just because it was old and broken didn’t mean it had lost its usefulness and beauty. It was just…different.
What a lovely bird! What bird is it?
it’s a cardinal — they are all over my yard.
amazing – what a beautiful birdè! never seen one before. Great photo too
thank you!
I don’t mind broken fences, either. They are a habit for so many little creatures. I love the beautiful cardinal sitting there.
He’s a chubby one, too. It was a good winter for them (from a benevolent seed provider)
Very cute Maria 🙂
Thanks 🙂
Love this shot. Sweet home Alabama! Thanks for visiting my blog. Good luck with your book–fun title.
The cardinal is a beautiful bird. My granddaughter and I saw a male and female 3 days ago. She thought the male was a red robin, but did know the female was female. I really enjoyed your poem and saw your elderly neighbor in the words you used.
so cute they are such beautiful birds. So nice to meet you via the blogsphere
thanks! and welcome!