Empty Nest. Empty Collection.

Today I woke up with a tap tap tap from a crimson colored bird on my bedroom window. Not tapping at me mind you, tapping at his reflection trying to drive himself away from the nest he and his mate just built in the tree just opposite my window. Every time I approach, it flies away only to return and tap tap tap with increased vigor. Each attack comes in bursts of three tap tap taps then preening at his reflection...not his...yes, his own stupid unrecognized reflection.
Today I learned domesticated talking birds that escape are teaching wild talking birds expletives that sometimes become that flock’s group call. This would explain the, "hey hey hey .... MUSTARD STAIN!," I think I hear from the murder of crows that swoop down, trying to get at the eggs my Crimson bird neighbor has been trying to protect from his reflected self in my window and now from hungry crows.
Today I am sad to report that he and his mate's aerial maneuvers successfully protected their eggs but not their hatchlings. Is this a metaphor? I recently sold off a large part of my coin collection and now look back with a deep sadness and longing to change what I have done.
I wept on and off all day watching mom and dad Crimson bird trying to feed an empty nest and then they were gone- personalizing it in such a way that is probably not appropriate, yet I can't shake the feeling of dispair for what I have done.
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As the song says, "it's five o'clock somewhere".
Someone started the weekend a little early.


This is like a slightly more coherent Col Jessup post...my advice to help your crimson friends...Buy a pellet gun
Latin American Collection
...these are good pellets also...more of an insured version, but nonetheless
It is okay to be mediocre. Most are. But you are not like most:
YOU are among the elite- YOU are a Coin Collector.
So work the hardest. Build your character in reaching limits. Very few dare to even try. Most of the time, only you will notice because only you can measure how far is your reach. But some will. I will. We are the few who will always notice when you leave behind your legend.
I'm not crying!
OMG @abcde12345....I think you are loosing it


Live is a BEACH sometimes......so I'll weep with you but stay away from the edge
Have a glass of Cabernet (nice RED wine) and contemplate the circle of life.... Reproduction, feed, fertilize, death.... Enjoy the fun parts... Cheers, RickO
Well when one door closes one opens and if it doesn't kick that SOB open and start buying again. But that is just me dumb Type2 knocking you better open that door.
Hoard the keys.
Quoth the raven.... "NEVERMORE !!"