Bird Lady Meets Mort and Ort in

Bird Lady Meets Mort and Ort in "It's a Great Day for Pulling Weeds"

by Gramma Golden

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ISBN-13: 9781491867709
Publisher: AuthorHouse
Publication date: 03/14/2014
Pages: 38
Product dimensions: 8.50(w) x 11.00(h) x 0.08(d)

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Bird Lady Meets Mort and Ort In "It's a Great Day for Pulling Weeds!"


By Gramma Golden, Stephen Adams

AuthorHouse LLC

Copyright © 2014 Gramma Golden
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ISBN: 978-1-4918-6770-9


CHAPTER 1

Neighbors always knew the old lady who lived on the hill overlooking the lake loved her birds. She was plump, yet lovely-looking, with fluffy white hair and smile lines on the outsides of her hazel-green eyes. The neighbors affectionately called her Bird Lady. She loved to listen to birds twitter, even well before the sun rose each day. Some afternoons she could be seen quietly sitting atop her bright-green lawn tractor and wearing a deep-purple sun hat with a broad rim that shaded her face. Her eyes, covered by oversized lavender polka-dot sunglasses, would stare toward the sky while her hands cupped her ears. She was apparently just listening to the birds sing. Other times, she would stoop over while gardening and then suddenly look up to watch turtle doves softly coo to one another at her feeder. On occasion, she would stop while walking just to see the meadowlarks, with their yellow breasts and clear, tuneful songs, swoop low enough to almost touch the wispy meadow grasses below their wings. Yes, Bird Lady certainly loved birds.

She often wondered if birds talked among themselves. They must, she thought, or how else would Mama and Papa Bluebird know whose turn it is to nourish the babies nesting in the bluebird house on the edge of the courtyard? How would a barn swallow family know to gather around a new fledgling and encourage it to flap its wings until it lifts off its thin branch and finally takes flight?

One soggy spring, Bird Lady spent a lot of time weeding her flower gardens. As the fog lifted a little before sunrise one morning, another refreshing rain shower passed through, leaving behind a morning filled with stunning sunshine. Entering her garden with the intent to weed, she abruptly heard a gravelly, sing-song voice say, "It's a great day for pulling weeds!" The unusual voice seemed to come from the shed on the side of the courtyard behind her. Bird Lady surveyed the area but saw no one. Shrugging, she continued with the wearisome task of weeding.

After several minutes she stretched her arthritic back. Just then, the gravelly voice startled her once more. "I said it's a great day for pulling weeds!" This time, it was much louder. Bird Lady stood up from her padded garden stool, certain now of a stranger's voice. Very slowly, she thoroughly surveyed the area by looking to the right, then to the left, and then up and down the flower bed. She turned around and suddenly saw two of the most unusually attractive and vividly colored birds she had ever seen sitting atop the weather-worn shed. Both birds appeared to have feathers of every color of the rainbow blended together. One was more ample and brilliantly colored, while the smaller one was more muted in color. Both had the appearance of smooth tie-dyed velveteen with a lovely sheen from the morning sunshine.


(Continues...)

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