Squirrels never rest
This is what happens when I slack off on the bird feeders. Squirrels hop on.
Read More Squirrels never restI write every day. Sometimes I even blog.
This is what happens when I slack off on the bird feeders. Squirrels hop on.
Read More Squirrels never restThe funniest part of going out to fill the bird feeders is the frantic flutter of dozens of little brown wings taking fright. It’s like all the sparrows at once are shouting, Cheese it! But not everyone flees so fast.
Read More Sneaking up on the wildlifeChirrrick-rick-rick-rick rruck rruck rruck! What’s that, Mr. Squirrel? The crew is about to mutiny?
Read More Squirrel’s eye viewThis is the view from my office on a rainy Sunday: a squirrel raiding the difficult bird feeder. Usually they go after the easy one, the post feeder, but that’s gone empty for a few days (poor things). You might be able to make out how they pop the cover off and get inside and […]
Read More Feeding the squirrelsI come to praise my sunflowers, not to pull them up and compost them. When they were blooming, the sunflowers offered pollen to the bees. When they were dying, seeds to the goldfinches. The plants have finished dying and dried up, but they’re not done.
Read More Sunflowers keep on giving