The Bluebird of Happiness

Right now he's on a branch in my backyard, and that's not a bad place, for either of us. There are other colors, other birds: Joy, light, laughter, love, peace... like the bluebird, they are easier to find some times than others. They come and go no matter what you do.

If you try too hard, you're doomed to miss them.

They are easier to find if your eyes are open.

What rules for birding life do you live by?