Saturday, June 27, 2009

...and there were flamingos


There's a bird that is synonymous with Florida. But, alas, other than when visiting Busch Gardens these bubble gum pink birdies are difficult, if not impossible, to spot. I'm not even sure Florida is their habitat...because I've never, ever seen one anywhere! And I've looked!





Late one night not so long ago, there was a mysterious ring of the doorbell at 11 p.m. After briefly arguing over who was going to answer the summons to the door, Steven (he lost the argument) discovered our yard, trees and bushes littered with these crazy characters. Later we found out we had been "flocked" in an effort to raise funds for young life's summer camp program. They can flock us anytime!



"Is there anything more beautiful than a beautiful, beautiful flamingo, flying across in front of a beautiful sunset? And he's carrying a beautiful rose in his beak, and also he's carrying a very beautiful painting with his feet. And also, you're drunk." ~ Jack Handey