Leef
Well-Known Member
The swing of the seasons.
Plants get chopped, feeders are soon to be hung.
Stoned or not, the feeders are fun to watch. Amazement and awe often accompany my mirth.
When the finches and chickadees show up it is just crazy bee hive of activity.
I have (not really MINE) a squirrel that sits in the tray maniacally chewing until being dive bombed into retreat.
In Nova Scotia, I get chickadees, starlings, sparrows. woodpeckers, blue jays, mourning doves, pigeons, golden finches, juncos and a resident cardinal pair.
An our ago.
Plants get chopped, feeders are soon to be hung.
Stoned or not, the feeders are fun to watch. Amazement and awe often accompany my mirth.
When the finches and chickadees show up it is just crazy bee hive of activity.
I have (not really MINE) a squirrel that sits in the tray maniacally chewing until being dive bombed into retreat.
In Nova Scotia, I get chickadees, starlings, sparrows. woodpeckers, blue jays, mourning doves, pigeons, golden finches, juncos and a resident cardinal pair.
An our ago.