A Sparrow..

..by any other name...and there are a few....names that is. 

This one, I discovered, is called a White-crowned Sparrow, as opposed to a White-throated Sparrow, or a Chipping Sparrow or a plain old House Sparrow. Birding can be so complicated, but fun too. It is like a treasure hunt finding new birds to add to your "Life List". And now that I have my binoculars, chances are, I will find birds I have never seen before! 

After the excitement of finding out that my little sparrow was different than the other sparrows that hang out at my feeders, I headed to the salon to get my hair cut. Which part of "not too short" do hairdressers not understand....? I will say no more. 

News has come that my sister will be visiting me this weekend and my little grand nephew will be competing in a ju jitsu tournament in the city next door as well. So it will be a busy Saturday...

and also a sad Saturday as it is the funeral of our friend Gary.