Since the leaves were still off the trees, there was no shadow being cast on my office window from the large bush outside. It was a great reflector, which, when this cardinal saw it, must have shown him a perfect image. Of himself.
He would go to town showing this "other man" that this was HIS turf, and no one would horn in on HIS area! He would perch in the branches of the bush and then attack the window, flying at it, pecking at it, hurling himself at this perceived intruder. We hung CDs in the bush to dissuade him, but nothing would put him off. He would start at first light, and it would continue through the day. At least until the leaves flushed.
Figuring that after a full season of being the only guy around, he would have more confidence (or have forgotten about the other guy!) and that would be that. No mating to be done, no other man to attack.
Notsomuch.
I've got my eye on you... (Photo Jan 11)
Well, the tapping at my chamber door has resumed. Here's hoping he finds some other entertainment before too long...!
Till next time,
Sarah