A couple of years ago, I did a couple of posts about the mockingbird that chose to roost right outside my bedroom window. Click here and here.
Well, he's baaaaaaaaaaack. I swear it's the same bird. Evidently, he had a girlfriend last year, but they must have broken up. According to the internet, only bachelor mockingbirds squawk all night.
Last Wednesday, he chirped from 11:00 p.m. until 5:00 a.m. Thursday, I got a break. He only screamed from 2:00 a.m. until 4:00 a.m. Friday night, the rain kept him away.
Last night, I got home at around 2:00 a.m. and he was once again looking for a mate. I walked the dog and stared up into the tree contemplating climbing the tree and wringing his little mockingbird neck. I'm serious. I really considered climbing the tree. I had drank a few beers.
So, in my frustration, I picked up a rock and threw it at the tree trunk. The bird flew away...and didn't come back. Are you kidding me? Last week I threw rocks toward the top of the tree and scared the bird away, but he eventually came back. I chunk one rock at the tree trunk and I'm mockingbird free? Good grief.
As for the superstitious part alluded to in the title, I Googled mockingbirds trying to find out if there are any superstitions attached to them and found:
*Mockingbirds are very magical and will sometimes answer questions.
*Mockingbirds are symbols of hope and innocence.
*If a mockingbird flies over the head of a single woman, she will be married within the year.
Looking back to my first mockingbird experience in 2007, that mockingbird didn't answer any questions, I WAS hoping he would go away, but I certainly wasn't married within the year.
However, while searching my blog for the links to my two previous mockingbird posts, I found a post with the lyrics to "Do You Know What it Means to Miss New Orleans?" There is a line which says, "...where mockingbirds used to sing."
Yep. Time for a road trip.