No matter how many times I see, Blue, parading around outside, this view always stops me dead in my tracks. Even when he’s toodling about with his tail feathers down; he’s still breathtakingly beautiful.
No matter how many times I see, Blue, parading around outside, this view always stops me dead in my tracks. Even when he’s toodling about with his tail feathers down; he’s still breathtakingly beautiful.