I put up the bird feeders a little late this year. Usually we get them up right around the time of the ground freezing solid. Those little flittering creatures must have a harder time finding treats once things freeze up, right? I know, of course, that this is not really true, but it provides a good reason to get the feeders out.
I managed to get them out last week, before the new year turned. At least I can say I hung them in December. I only hung two as the peanut feeder (a wire mesh tube made for nuts) seems to be missing. Maybe the squirrels broke into the garage and carried it off, hoping to crack its secrets. Of the two out there now, one contains sunflower seeds and the other contains thistle.
Today the birds finally discovered them. They were some forlorn food offerings for a few days, but now the chickadees and finches and titmice can once again revel in the easy pickings. Of course, once the blue jays move, those hogs, we will have to refill more often. For now, however, we can watch the little dudes hop about in the cold without the bright blue bullies in the cafeteria.
I bought the sunflower seed at the hardware store. We had the other seed left over from last year (it wasn’t and isn’t as popular, clearly). I picked up a 25-pound bag and started walking to the counter but then realized that that was, to be kind to myself, stupid. A 50-pound bag would save money, would last longer, and would mean one fewer trip to the hardware store. Duh. So I borrowed a cart and hauled it to the car.
Using the cart didn’t stop by back from aching a few days later. Maybe it was moving the furniture. That may have helped. I think it was taking the foam pad off our bed. Really, who cares? The point is that I need to at least be careful when I haul around large bags of avian eats. While I sit her with my sore back, I look out at the feeders, doing their job of supplying our feathered neighbors with vittles.
Here is to good health as well as to seeing all kinds of interesting antics from our dinosaur progeny in 2009.