My uncle died suddenly 14 years ago. He loved cardinals as did my Aunt. Ever since my Aunt has always looked at the cardinal symbolically. She had a beautiful picture of one etched on his gravestone and has many throughout her house. So now when I see a cardinal I always think of and remember my Uncle Ray.
He’s been trying to get in the house now for 3 + weeks. I’m thinking he just wants to check out our new digs.
This week we are putting up a real cool birdhouse my dad made…pictures to follow. Hope you enjoyed my series of “It’s the simple things…” The end!