Cross-eyed chickadee and alder hieroglyphics

I'm back, rested and in my right mind. If you can call it that. Because I've been seeing strange things around here.

Like a cross-eyed chickadee.

And messages left by a red alder next door, written in discarded male catkins on cement.

One-armed man threatened by an angry cobra?

I can't read this one. Can you?

Maybe the chickadee has been trying to read the sidewalk.