Breakfast Company in the Era of COVID

I had company for breakfast this morning while enjoying an English Muffin and a couple of cups of java.  The song birds were out on this pleasant May Florida morning in the semi-boonies where I live, serenading this old guy with a cacophony of chirps, tweets, shrills, whistles and squawks.

Then I spied that dot seemingly on the home next door

Turns out on the screen joining me for breakfast was Donald the lizard who lives in my lanai and earns his keep by eating anything smaller than himself that crawls under the screen door.  He or she no longer has any fear of me and will serenely sit on the chair opposite keeping me company.


A sandhill crane casually walked though my property seeking his friends who were all gathered in my driveway, making a racket until he found them.

He found his friends!

Across the road I noticed a rather large bird perched on the roof  of a neighbor’s home. What was that?


Turned out to be two Turkey Vultures spying for some carcass for breakfast.



About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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7 Responses to Breakfast Company in the Era of COVID

  1. beetleypete says:

    Hooray, Donald is back! I hope those birds don’t spot him!
    Best wishes, Pete.

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  2. DesertAbba says:

    Keep in motion,T, else those TuVus might move in way too close. Did you know they’re known to regurgitate on their feet to keep cool?

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