My visitor


This beautiful little guy comes to visit us regularly. He’s quite friendly, and will listen while I talk to him.  He lets me get very close, as long as I am talking to him.  I feel as if he’s a friend.

When he comes to visit, he perches on the end of a piece of bamboo in one of my gardens.  I made the mistake of moving the bamboo, and my little visitor seemed to be confused.  He would fly around in circles, as if trying to find his bamboo.  I put the bamboo back in place, and in just a few minutes he was perched there again.  He seemed happy, and I was was happy.

He doesn’t live here, but I always enjoy his visits.

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