The backyard of the house I live in is beautiful.
Rosa has tons of hanging baskets with plants and flowers. The orchids are so bright and big, they look fake.
Doesn’t this backyard look so nice and peaceful? Well, it may look that way, but it’s not always the case. Beyond the beautiful greens and flowers sits Lora.
Loro means parrot in Spanish, so her name is basically parrot. Lora is at least 55 years old, and was past down to Rosa from her mother after she died. So, Lora is a very special part of the family. Every afternoon, Rosa and Lora start conversing, while Rosa is cooking dinner in the kitchen. It usually gets louder and louder until there is practically a fight going on. All Lora wants is to eat her coffee… yep that’s right. Rosa soaks a piece of french bread in coffee and gives it to the bird, and then she shuts up.
Lora also enjoys laughing in all different ways. Apparently, she is mocking different peoples laughs that she has heard in the past. It’s quite entertaining, although it can be very disturbing if I’m trying to work in the backyard. As annoying as Lora might be, this place wouldn’t be the same without her.
wow, that is one old parrot! Does she speak some English, too, or just Spanish? and those flowers are gorgeous….they look like orchids! Glad I can keep up with your blog–keep writing!
55! wow! that’s older than mom!