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Starting Out - The Adventures of Marvin and Mavis Magpie - Chapter 2


They had just spent their first real night in the new place, the one they had built together.  It was a great starter nest!  They had worked side by side to find the perfect twigs and tufts of winter grass to stitch it all together just right.  There were no adornments, just a nice roof over their heads, and it would most definitely survive the typical spring and summer time weather a neighborhood at 7200 feet could expect!

As the sun began to rise behind the gloomy clouds and morning showers, the slight breeze swayed their high rise just a bit and Marvin whispered,
     "Nothing to be alarmed about, Mavis, trees of this size will shimmy and shake, especially this far up from the ground!"
     "Mamma always told me there was no time for worry" Mavis replied, "besides, it's time to get up and get going with our day!"
     "Yes!  Indeed it is my fine lady" Marvin smiled and with that headed toward the door to go find something to eat.

As the day pushed on the breeze became a wind, and that wind shook the tree, which shook their nest.  "No need to worry" Mavis thought as she busily jabbed and poked at the walls of their place.  Marvin, her one and only, was still out and about.  "He'll be back and the breeze may soon pass" she told herself as she continued to pinch and prod. As she looked out the front window, she noticed that the clouds were starting to puff up.  There was still a lot of blue sky, but the puff balls were moving closer and closer together.  Before too much longer the blue sky was completely overtaken by shades of grey and the slight breeze that had become a wind was taking on a very cool cast.

Meanwhile, Marvin flew about searching for something to bring home to his love.  They were all done with the construction phase of their home, today was about finding food.  Mavis continued to keep her mind occupied until Marvin eventually returned.
     "Back in Grandpa's time there wasn't as much competition for food" Marvin exclaimed as he hopped into the nest.  "Or maybe everyone just lived at a slower pace back then?  Nonetheless, I found something extra special for you, my dear" and presented her with a big, fat, delectable worm.
     "Oh, Marvy!  You're better than the best!" Mavis blushed as she told him all about her windy day, and, as usual, their conversation lasted while the cloudy sky turned white and snow flakes began to fall.

Knowing that their day was coming to an end they settled down and cuddled up, reflecting on everything they were grateful for.  Tomorrow would be here soon enough and with it would be another grand adventure to experience, together!

Sweet dreams, Magpies!

















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