Wrenigin
April 2023
On our Monday morning walkabout in the park…
Mom: “That’s a pretty song. I wonder what bird that is?”
Me: “My Merlin app says it’s a Bewick's wren, ma.”
Mom: “Bewick’s wren…beautiful.”
Sometime later…
Mom: “What bird is that?”
Me: “A Bewick’s wren again.”
Mom: “Ahh, a Bewick’s wrenigin.”
Me: “No ma, that’s two words.”
Mom: “That’s what I said - Bewick’s wrenigin.”
Me: “No, wren again.”
Mom: “Well, then Bewick’s would make it three words.”
Me: “No…... Well, yes. What I’m trying to tell you is that the bird we just heard was a Bewick’s wren……again. Like, once more we enjoyed the soaring song of a bird we heard previously on today’s walk - the Bewick’s wren.”
Mom: “Ohhhhhh haha. Holy shit, that’s funny.”
Later in the walk…
Me: “I think I’d like leftovers for dinner. Perhaps the meatloafigin?”
Mom: “Ha ha. Why don’t you shove it, guy.”
Me: “Copy that.”