I love that Kizzy waited until I came downstairs to let himself out of his cage and come out to the kitchen to say "Hello!" To think of the damage he could have done on his own, unsupervised. He is such a good boy.
Right now the birds are getting itchy for brekky and are literally on their perches to my left and right looking down at me. Hapi is saying "Alright!" "Let's go!" "Breakfast!" Cairo is climbing all over me, going from shoulder to shoulder via my head and the necklace transit system around my neck. Yet I have to pause, for a couple more minutes before turning the Amy Machine on. I see something absolutely fantastic that I have to stop and appreciate through writing here.
Hapi's bald neck spot is filling in. As he sits above me, I can see a little pink line on his keelbone but the neck is feathered again. Whatever caused him to pluck himself raw seems to have shifted, and while the feathers look a bit ratty, they are coming in. Some areas may never fill in completely as the follicles are damaged, but at least there are feathers covering the biggest bald spot and he seems okay. I do not know what brought on the plucking, and was told everything from puberty to anxiety to diet to jealousy or not enough one-on-one time. I focused on all these things and haven't a clue what has helped. I do know though, that I love this bird so much (as do my students) and he has become a very important part of me. Seeing him mutilate his feathers is a painful thing to watch. Welcome back Hapi! Hope this keeps going.
Onward to a day of errands, cleaning, and hopefully art. Making progress on the current Stonehenge quilt -- it is a doozy in terms of embellishment and subtle design decisions. Every inch is a challenge and there is so much to add to this photographic structure. I really like working this way and am thinking ahead to what comes next even as I finish this...good motivation to get moving! C'mon coffeeeeeee.....cheers.