Have you ever been cruising down the highway and suddenly spotted something so peculiar that it made you squawk out loud, “What in the world is that?” That’s precisely what happened on our adventure from Williston, North Dakota, to Sydney, Montana! As my human drove along, I, Bob the rubber duck, kept my beady eyes peeled for anything that might catch my attention. And boy, did I find a gem that brought a delightful surprise to our journey!
There it was—a charming little house on the corner of the highway and 5th Avenue, decked out with at least 75 unique birdhouses! They were not just colourful and quirky, but also had an irresistible charm, just like me! We didn’t stop on that first pass, but trust me, I flapped my little wings and quacked so loud that my human couldn’t ignore my beckoning. “Stop, stop! We need to investigate!” I insisted.
So, with a quick turn and a few quacks of excitement, we zoomed back to the birdhouse wonderland. We hopped out and knocked on the door, our curiosity bubbling over. But alas, no one answered! Feeling a bit deflated, we were about to give up when, just then, a car rolled into the driveway, and out popped a delightful lady—let’s call her Birdie, since we didn’t get a chance to exchange names.
Birdie grinned from ear to ear as my human asked her about her eclectic collection. It turned out that several years ago, Birdie started with just three quirky birdhouses to entice my feathered friends to visit. But before she knew it, whenever someone wanted to gift her something, they brought a unique addition! It was like a never-ending birdhouse party that just sort of… happened! And let me tell you, she has a spot for each one, adorning her front yard, hanging from trees, and perched on fences—truly a birdhouse bonanza!
Curious about how many bird families flock to her charming abode, my human inquired. Sadly, Birdie confessed that only about three families make their homes there each year. It seems some of my feathered kin can be a bit territorial, claiming her yard as their own and scaring off the rest. Rest assured, though, they must still put on a colourful show for Birdie.
One of the most whimsical sights I spotted was a vibrant display of bright blue birdhouses right in front of her lawn. Each house was painted with cheerful SpongeBob SquarePants characters! I couldn’t help but quack with joy at the creativity. I just had to ask Birdie if she was a fan of the show. With a laugh, she explained that her great niece had decided that she needed these SpongeBob houses. So, she traced the images using her artistic talent and painted them upright!
Birdie is one kind-hearted lady, and meeting her made my rubbery little heart swell with joy. I was so glad we took a detour to investigate this delightful little wonder on the way. After all, who knew that a simple drive could lead to such a splendid adventure? Splashing in glee, I quacked a joyful farewell to Birdie as we left, already dreaming of our next quirky roadside encounter!
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