We often awake in the morning to see a cardinal perched outside our window; we consider him ours.
Sometimes he sits peacefully on his designated branch, and it appears it is HE who is watching US.
Sometimes he does a lively dance for us, from tree limb to tree limb.
Sometimes he flits to the sill outside our window and knocks "Good Morning" to us.
Soon spring will arrive and the cardinal will bring his lady along.
As you can imagine, even in the coldest depths of winter, we wouldn't consider draping this window and screening the outside view.
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