When I was still living at mom and dad’s place, the room I shared with my sister has a window view to our neighbor’s garden. Planted there were different trees and plants that draw different type of birds and especially attracting sparrows. At dusk you can’t help not to notice the fluttering and chirping as if they are singing good morning to everyone who could hear. As we are busy preparing to do our daily chores so are they, busy looking for food and feeding their youngs. Late afternoon right after school, I would sit in my favorite chair right beside that window to study, day dream, and wonder on the things I have and haven’t done. The sun is setting and the birds sing in chorus as they settle on their nest. It was such a lovely noise. A noise that I miss when I move out for work, move in the city then got married and moved onto places. I would always tell my husband how I miss seeing sparrows just right outside the window.
When we moved in the suburb, we noticed few birds resting on a tree near our window. My husband suggested we buy a bird feeder and hang it in the veranda to see if it will attract the birds and if it does then certainly they would visit every once in a while or probably even stay. And so we bought the hopper bird feeder and a general seed bird food. We put the feeder where it was visible on our windows and close to the tree.
One month passed by and the birds haven’t even noticed the seeds. Perhaps they were suspicious or probably didn’t even care that free food was just lying there. We’ve decided to leave the feeder where it was and hoping one day, one little bird will appreciate it.
It was late afternoon while making coffee that I noticed movement and chirping outside the window. And indeed one little fellow suddenly hops and starts eating the seeds. Finally, a bird discovers the feeder. It looks like a sparrow but it had a reddish color on its head breast and neck. I did searched the net and found that it’s a male house finch.
It only needs one bird to find out the feeder because the very next day it brought along some friends. Perhaps it tweet the news of his latest discovery.
I sat there, observing their fanciful nature. It reminds me of my old room, my hometown, and old memories. I sure hope these fantastic birds stick around. Just seeing them flutter is a sheer joy.
