Deja Vu

What is with me and birds?

In November, shortly after we arrived in Mazatlan, we had a visitor for lunch, a tiny little parrot who perched on one of the power lines near our terrace. We had no idea what, or who, he was but discovered later that it was Pancho, one of the little fellows who were rescued and fostered by the wonderful people living in Mazatlan until they were ready to be released. Pancho, and his cohort, Lefty, were adopted by our friends Nancy and Paul and lived happily on their terrace until he decided to go exploring. I was thrilled to read recently on Nancy's blog, Countdown to Mexico, that Pancho has come home - a little worn out after his adventure but strong enough to find his way back to sanctuary with Nancy, Paul and Lefty.

We have had dreadful weather since we arrived home the end of April - lots of grey skies and way too much rain. We've planted all the flowers in the pots on our patio but rarely have to water them. We're actually worried that they might drown. A few weeks ago we had 77mm of rain in two days - the average for the month is 53mm. Today the forecast is for a high of 10 (we're not there yet) and, what a surprise, it's raining. Again. I just glanced out the window and one of the young men who works in our development is out using the weed eater to finish up the lawn mowing that was done yesterday (when it wasn't raining). He is wearing 2 hoodies, jeans, boots, and I can see his gloves in his back pocket. This is June!!!!!

However, 2 days ago it was 25 and sunny and so I decided to spend the day outside working on a project that we've been putting off. We have a very large mirror in our bedroom built into a nook in the wall that desperately needs a frame, so on the weekend we took a trip to Home Depot to pick up supplies. It was lovely on Monday and so I set up shop outside on the patio and had a lovely morning, just Abi and I, a can of white paint and a paint brush, getting the frame ready to be cut and mounted. Well, I thought it was just Abi and I, until we had an unexpected visitor!




He was adorable and stayed with us for hours. He hopped along the top of the fence, sat on the back of the chairs, even walked along the board I had just painted. Good thing it was hot and the paint dried almost instantly or we would have had little birdie footprints everywhere. I have no idea who he belongs to. He must live close by as he wasn't terribly good at flying and just did short dashes from fence to fence, coming back repeatedly to our yard.

He left us mid-afternoon and although I put snacks out for him he hasn't returned. I have canvassed the neighbourhood to see if anyone has any idea where he came from, but no luck. We haven't seen him since, but we also haven't run into anyone looking for him, so I have my fingers crossed that he has found his way home.

He was so darned cute!