What a bird thought me about opportunities

“Knock, Knock.” “Who’s there?” “Bishop.” “Bishop who?” “What do you mean, Bishop who? You seem to have a birdy loose up in here. To be more precise a Southern Red Bishop” Lately, I’ve been getting a visitor. He’s been knocking on my window. How odd, I thought. A stunning bird that I’d not seen in … Continue reading What a bird thought me about opportunities