A bald cardinal lives in our trees, feeding at the feeders and bathing in the birdbath. A quirk of nature gave him a body gloriously robed in brilliant scarlet, and a black head with an orange beak, but no red crown of feathers. He looks a little like a miniature red vulture. This cardinal doesn’t spend his days worrying about what the other cardinals think of him. He feeds, he bathes, and he flies – going on about life oblivious to his “different” looks. The other birds treat him no differently. [Read more…] about What if we didn’t worry about being different?
