Oct 26, 2017
Will she finally approach her crush? Are her feathers preened to perfection? Is the worm good enough?
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Will she finally approach her crush? Are her feathers preened to perfection? Is the worm good enough?
al things considered — when i post my masterpiece #1610
first posted in facebook june 26, 2026
jock macdonald -- "bird romance" (1946)
"a fine romance with no kisses a fine romance, my friend, this is" … dorothy fields
"a well a don't you know about the bird? well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!" … the rivingtons
"as it turns out, the sex life of birds is practically as complex and varied as that of humans, with strikingly similar, and equally aberrant, behavior. there are happily monogamous birds, deadbeat dads, trashy moms, polygamous males, ménages a trois, male and female harems, prostitution and just about every other quirk and kink found among humans" … bob bowers
"and that's why birds do it, bees do it even educated fleas do it let's do it, let's fall in love" … cole porter
"though i never got the chance, it was a fine romance" … al janik
khadgar and medivh going on a date that’s just sitting in a park feeding seeds to pigeons it happened under the pretext of “you need to observe birds before learning to transform into one”
I've decided I need this game. Not only do I need it, I need the collector's edition. Give me all the bird romance. Give me all the bird romance.
In unrelated news, I'm now taking donations. My goal is $15 and don't worry, it's for a good cause. Please don't actually send money.
[bird!AU] Steller Scarlet pt. XIII
(previous parts are here)
She arrived with spring. Or did spring arrive with her?
One early morning the cardinal was woken by a the ardent song of another bird someone in their neighborhoud. The sound was exactly like his, but the actual song pattern was different.
Quietly, he left the nest box. Only the robin was up earlier than him, it seemed. He stretched his wings for a bit and fluttered up the pine tree, listening carefully one he reached the top, trying to determine where the singing came from.
Taking flight and following his accute hearing, he found that the echoing tones were carried by the wind coming from the small pond in a clearing deeper in the forest.
It was a part of the premises where he hadn't been often, so his instinct told him to assess the situation first, making sure not to pop out in the open too suddenly.
But the song was too alluring. He flew down to a bush offering a clear view of the pond.
Another cardinal was perched on the reed, its' silhouette clearly visible against the rising sun.
It was strange. Why was another cardinal's song so alluring to him? Why had it drawn him all the way over it? Something had to be off here..
Then he found that he couldn't look away as the early sunlight became brighter, revealing the singing bird.
Its body shape was the same as his, but the plumage was a sandy color, and the sun gave it an enchanting golden hue. The wings, tail, crest and beak where a dusty red.
It was a female, singing its unique song.
He fidgeted for a while. The butterflies in his stomach wouldn't settle down, and he longed to join in with his own song.
What if she didn't like it? Would she leave?
He looked around. He could only see some ducks walking down to the water, but if he waited too long, surely other birds would show up..
"cheer cheer cheer cheer cheer, pewpewpewpewpew..."
The lady bird looked over right away. Gathering his courage, he tried to fly over to the reed as gracefully as possible.
~🐦~
The blackbird greeted the jay as he finally joined it and the robin at the feeder for breakfast.
He immediately noted that the cardinal was absent.
The jay didn't look worried. In fact, it looked.. pleased?
The robin squeaked at him. Listen!
He heard the cardinal's song, but it was at quite a distance. No, wait. Two cardinals?
The tiniest of the three huffed and shook its feathers.
Love songs..
Falcon romance
Harlequin falcons are back, and they've laid eggs By Jayme Poisson Toronto Star, March 2012
Love and longing on the stoop.
"The way Mark Nash of the Canadian Peregrine Foundation tells it, Quest, a pretty American from Rochester, N.Y., didn’t seem too pleased with the “interloper,” but tolerated his presence because 'he’s the opposite sex and you never know.'
The bird earned himself the nickname 'Chester the molester.'"