This is a sentinel bird. Which means that he sings away on that branch constantly whenever I’m watering or painting the wrought iron. He is their knight, calling out to all the other birds, letting them know that I’m danger. Although I’m not, unless they’re having a bad feather day and don’t want their picture taken.
I came up with the title for the anthology: His Wild Highland Lass
And I started working on it. 1,000 done, 19,000 or so to go. 🙂
Okay, back to edits on Her Highland Hero. 🙂
Have a super great Tuesday!
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”