Bird Brained

I like this pic and am thinking about getting it printed and framed and hanging it in my living room. I took it at my parents' house this Christmas after the biggest snow fall Virginia Beach has seen since the 80's. My mom's backyard is a treasure trove of random statuary, shrubbery, and wildlife. I wandered through the yard (or "the forest" as my niece and nephew used to refer to it when they were but tiny toddlers exploring a half acre plot of land that seemed endless to them) snapping all kinds of frames of snow resting on dried out leaves or stuck to holiday decorations. There was no lack of subject matter there, but I liked this little guy the best - even over the Tonka trucks buried in snow that I thought could be some kind of deep metaphor for some kind of deep thought I hadn't come up with yet.
So here again I have yet another photo to frame. And yet again still, a photo of a bird. My question is this: if there are crazy cat ladies, can there be crazy bird ladies too? Even if the birds are only in "art" form? I have statues, knick knacks, paintings, and photos of birds all over. Even on me. I don't have a single room in Little Blue that isn't adorned in some way with birdies. My home is an artistic aviary. I guess a more apt question would be: when is too much really too much?