Something orange caught my eye this morning as I was rushing around packing my lunch and getting ready for work. Something so vividly orange was on the birdfeeder that I could not look away. I focused my old eyes on the orange shape. Before I could focus on that I focused on the brown shape behind the orange shape. A deer had thrown it's head over it's back and was scratching an itch with it's mouth. Back to the orange. A BALTIMORE ORIOLE! A Baltimore Oriole was enjoying that generic grape jelly that I put out on Sunday. Oh, how beautiful! How lovely! How deliciously orange this bird is! Is this my favorite bird? Yes (until I see the next cool bird anyway). What a nice treat to have a bird so beautiful and so orange in my yard. Note to self: put grape jelly on the grocery list.
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