This mourning dove has the right idea. Resting between feedings is a must and I make sure to do that myself each and every day.
My resting place of choice is slightly different than the mourning dove’s. I prefer something soft,something that doesn’t have pointy needles. I always choose maple trees. Their leaves are far more comfy and apparently you can get syrup out of them.
I would love to have a little bird like this come and sit in my hand. It probably doesn’t weigh a thing…or else it weighs A LOT!
Once upon a time when, the sun used to shine, a little finch stopped by for a bite to eat.
I have freckles, and the saying used to be that meant that you’d been, “kissed by the sun.” The way that the sun is shining on this sweet little bird reminded me of that saying.
Wishing you sunshine and warm weather, wherever you may be.
‘I want that perch! Get off that perch!’
‘Ow! Ow! Ow! You’re stepping on my toe!’
‘Do NOT come over here, just Do NOT do it!’
‘Get out of my face! I was here FIRST! I am so mad at you right now.’
I’m exhausted just watching them.