Something caught my attention in my peripheral field of vision. It was outside the window in “my space”. There on the wire, not three feet away, sat a blue bird. We were eye to eye for just a moment. I was gazing at his spectacular blue feathers, fluffy orange breast, white underbelly, and little beady bird eyes. He was gazing through the window at…most likely his own gorgeous reflection. But, just for a moment I thought he was admiring me. Me, with eight digits and opposable thumbs, diligently typing…nah, he was enamored with himself. And when I moved it startled him and he flew away. But not before I caught his picture in my mind. I’ve been feasting on that image all day. A simply beautiful harbinger of spring.