So it’s official…I’m a fan of turkeys. Not to eat. Well I do like to eat turkey, but don’t tell them that.
The little turkeys of spring are all grown up. I can’t tell Betty from Joe, LaDonna from Jim, Zizzle from Hans. It doesn’t matter about their names, I love them all…they’re like the turkey children I never had.
I can tell you all kinds of things about turkeys now…I’ve spent a lot of time the past couple of weeks watching them traipse back and forth through the woods and they’re fascinating. One attractive trait…they’re very kind to each other. I’ll share some more turkey traits with you later. But for now, enjoy the lovely wingspan that gets displayed after a nap. (They take a LOT of naps.)
Our snowfall wasn’t just a fluke…we’ve had little bits of snow floating through the air the past few days and the temperatures have DROPPED! It was five degrees Fahrenheit this morning.
I have to admit that I’m getting my information from a new weatherman in the area. Dave the Squirrel, weatherman extraordinaire, is giving me regular updates. He’s been very accurate so far, we shall see if that continues.
More snow is on the way and I can’t wait to get back behind the lens of the camera.
This is one of my regulars…partial to peanuts, it gladly accepts other birdseed as well. I thought I might try something new on the menu. You might help me with suggestions…Oreo cookies are probably not the best thing to offer them.
Would pudding be a good choice?
How about celery?
Perhaps cooked oatmeal with a drizzle of honey on top?
Grilled cheese sandwiches come to mind, but some of the birds might be lactose intolerant.
I will be awaiting your suggestions with eager anticipation.
Someone came for just a bit this morning. It was a VERY short visit, it saw me and ZOOM, the squirrel ran back to the woods.
I promise I did nothing to discourage it from spending time outside the window. I may have to put on a squirrel costume in order to reassure the poor thing that squirrels are welcome here.
I only caught part of this bird conversation, but I heard enough to know all I needed to know.
The bluejay merely asked the woodpecker not to plop it’s entire body down on the food, to consider that others would be eating from that spot after it left.
I hate to tell you this, but there are some birds that can be a little selfish. It takes a strong bird to confront one of these types and to endure the self-righteous scolding that these greedy ones feel entitled to give.
I will attempt to be as brave as the bluejay and ask you all not to prostrate yourself on food that is meant to serve more than one person. Feel free to follow my lead and instruct your friends and family on proper etiquette.( This advice holds true whether in a home setting or restaurant setting.)