Wednesday, December 22, 2021

 

December 17, 2021

Red-bellied woodpeckers lead the parade to the new suet, and a birdseed wreath studded with berries. I entered the Wild Bird store for supplies, praying that the lady wouldn’t ask me, for the 9th time, if I wanted to join the birdseed buying club. She didn’t, making the whole day blessed. I think it must have been 70 degrees at some point.


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