There was a sweet red cardinal trapped inside this bottle bird feeder this morning. I think it was the same one that was trapped in there once before, but the last time he freed himself after awhile. This time I decided that maybe he is mentally impaired and I couldn’t just leave him there.
He just walked out when I took the bottle down – meaning that if he hadn’t freaked out, he would have been easily able to extricate himself.
It is my observation over many years that the female cardinals check out feeding areas for the males. They come and see if the food is good and the area is safe. If nothing bad happens to them, the beautiful male red cardinals show up and eat. Maybe the females have spoiled the males so much in the past that they are borderline incapable of fending for themselves…
Now the cardinals – and all the other sweet birds, have two filled bird feeders, plus seeds in the shovel bird on the edge of the deck, plus two containers of suet, plus water ready.
I was cleaning up the kitchen earlier this afternoon and noticed movement outside the dining area window. It was a deer!
The deer was just off what we call the civilized portion of our back yard, eating something sticking up from the snow. I stood there looking at it in amazement, and then went to get my husband. We’ve never seen one in the daylight this close to the house.
It looks like night outside. It is 44 degrees F. (wind chill of 38), and is raining a LOT. UGH. I am very thankful I have a warm, dry house and don’t have to go out.
That said, it’s a lovely day for inside stuff. I am planning to play in my art room today. I dreamed about cartoony ‘animals’ made from old jewelry on a hard canvas board with a colorful, painted background around them. Even if the idea doesn’t turn out at all, it’ll be fun to try… :0)
I am also starting to gather things to add to my booth in town. Next week I will change the Halloween stuff for Thanksgiving and Christmas things. It’s fun to change the whole look of our little booth. I’m hoping people will find something they like and will take it home.
I may be totally UN-technical, but I managed to make Firefox my default browser on my computer yesterday. I have moved most of my stuff from Chrome to Firefox now, and am working to put all the posts I’ve written since WordPress did their upgrade into categories, now that I can SEE them and ACCESS them again. This will take awhile, because, as you know, I write several posts each day, but I’m hoping to be caught up soon.
I had a nice chat with our son this morning. He lives in Thailand, renting a house in the country there, and simply loves it. He has privacy to meditate, do the work he needs to do for his client, make music in his music room without bothering anyone, etc. He is living his dream and it fills me with joy. I feel lucky that he is such a good communicator. I can almost forget that he is across the world from us.
I’m still laughing that Amber, our 95-pound yellow lab, was FINALLY persuaded to ‘get DOWN’ out of my office chair with me. She was just outside. My husband let her in, not bothering to even run a towel over her, and she came straight for me. She was halfway up into my chair before I could react. Now “I” will have to run a towel over BOTH of us to make us acceptable to be in the house…
Actually, there is quite a bit of food that is ‘good to eat,’ BUT …
My husband and I loaded up the back of the truck with our trash and drove down to get our mail and leave the trash for the wonderful people who come, no matter what the weather, and whisk it away.
We came up to find that our 95 pound yellow lab, Amber, had been busy. A transparent cookie container was on the floor – open. It was the box we bought at the grocery yesterday of no sugar added oatmeal raisin cookies for my husband.
Amber has perfected a ‘I haven’t been doing anything – really’ look and was wearing it when we walked into the kitchen. She had the gall to sniff at the empty container avidly as though she were starving.
My husband was NOT amused…
It’s probably a good thing that we are eating lunch very soon.
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Amber is mourning the loss of all the ‘goodies’ she received while we were eating on the South Beach and BistroMD diet plans.
I think that, left to her own devices, she would eat until she blew up. She happily devoured the meals we tried, but didn’t care for, plus licked the containers clean, gaining some weight in the process. Now that we are enjoying the frozen meals from REAL FOOD, she isn’t getting anything extra – well, maybe a chance to lick a container…
She doesn’t seem to understand why she isn’t getting all the extra food, following me around, hoping for a treat. (I carry little bitty dog biscuit treats in my pocket so that I reward her for good behavior.)
She will have to be a really good girl while she is in mourning from her lost ‘wealth’ of extra food…