Big Red

My mom's favorite bird was the Cardinal, so it was no surprise to me that after her death, Cardinals starting showing up in the trees outside of our home. In fact, no matter where I live, when I'm having a bad moment, a Cardinal seems to appear.

I find myself talking to these birds, addressing them as "Mom."

It may be the placebo effect, but things always get better once I've had my close encounter of the Big Red kind.

At some point, this decorative spoon made its way into my life. It is unusable, as the paint has lead in it.

I do hope that it brings some good luck to me on this very cold winter evening.

In a way, it's a mother and child reunion.

A sign of love.