Cardinals Appear When Angels Are Near.

A couple weeks ago, I took advantage of a lovely evening and went for a walk around my neighborhood. That's what we do in Minnesota -- beautiful weather comes at a premium and we don't waste it. Folks were outside mowing, barbecuing and walking their dogs. Kids were running and biking in the street. The playground was packed. It was glorious.

One house had their sprinklers going, and I noticed a lone male cardinal in a tree, basking in the shower, preening, and shaking water from his feathers. It was the best thing I'd seen all day. I tried to get a video, but I got a little too close. He noticed me and took off. I had to settle for a couple of grainy photos.

Cardinals are plenty in my part of the world, and usually I pay them no mind beyond admiring their fiery red color or their happy song. This day, though, as I watched this little fella enjoy his sprinkler bath, I was reminded of an old saying:

"Cardinals appear when angels are near."

This little guy has been on my mind ever since. Had I been visited by a departed loved one? I like to think maybe I had. I know I have a few angels watching over me. 

It's also become clear to me that I'm going to have to put this in a book. Like, I don't see any other possible option. The timing is perfect, as I'm gearing up to start work on book #6. Don't be surprised if a cardinal makes an appearance. 

It's true what they say: inspiration comes when you least expect it. Even on an otherwise unremarkable walk through the neighborhood on a beautiful evening.