While the rest of heaven and nature was singing about the glad tidings of Christmas, my backyard cardinals went on strike.
Here they are, dressed like Christmas for 12 months of the year and when the days on the calendar draw ever closer to the 25th of December, the cardinals and their red suits take a leave of absence.
I admit: I was a little hurt…and angry, too.
But I also admit that I can trace th…
