The Hard Life of "MY" Sparrows!

There are a few sparrows that unofficially live in my backyard. I have a well-used bird feeder, a frequently-visited birdbath, and a shaded backyard with hundreds of branches for them to play hide and seek in!!!

Earlier today, I was thinking, what do "my" sparrows do all day? they neither have to look for food or water since they are provided for them, nor do they have to look for a "shower" since they have their own private bath, or have to look for a safe, or shady place to play since they have their own free and safe garden. So what do they do all day long? Where do they go when they are not "home"?

To top it all off, my sister Mary had an architect called Kevin and a developer called Mark build them a "house" of their own. The deluxe birdhouse arrived this week and I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was in "Nahzi's Blue". I haven't put it out there since I am not done using it as a decorative piece yet!!!

But seriously, where do they go all day?



What are they looking for?!

I am beginning to think that perhaps they have their home and family elsewhere and my backyard is simply their "khooneh Khaaly" (Bachelor Flat for my Gringo readers)

You know how it is; 9 out of 10, my imagination is more colorful and interesting than reality ;)

Happy Independence Day Homeless Veterans!

Creating small care packages for the homeless is usually a joyous occasion for me.

However, something does not feel right when you are putting together care packages for homeless people that include veterans on the anniversary of the Independence Day of the most powerful and richest country on Earth!!!
Don't you think there is something wrong with this picture?!
I certainly do!

But I cannot help it but go on with doing my little tiny part in this vast and deep ocean of a remarkable puzzle!

Brunch on a Rooftop

............."Boxwood on the Roof" - The London - West Hollywood.............

It is not every day that you get to meet the executive chef of a high-class eatery in person. Well, I guess I was in luck because as my friend and I were waiting to be seated at the "Boxwood on the Roof" at the London Hotel in West Hollywood, a good looking man, dressed as a chef, personally greeted us and exchanged pleasantries and welcomed us to the establishment.

Moments later, mimosas and croissants arrived "with the compliments of the chef".
Aaaah.... I had forgotten the feeling of being treated by a true gentleman.
Merci beaucoup Monsieur Anthony Keene.