BIRDS, MATING SQUIRRELS, AND OTHER CREATURES – Marilyn Armstrong

When I got up early this morning -- with every intention of going directly back to bed -- but I took a look at our deck and started to laugh. I have never seen that many squirrels at one time, ever. They were chasing each other in circles on the deck, chasing each other up … Continue reading BIRDS, MATING SQUIRRELS, AND OTHER CREATURES – Marilyn Armstrong

RETURN OF THE RED HOUSE FINCH – Marilyn Armstrong

They were here, and then they were gone. Today they came back or at least a few of them came back. They are a brilliant red now. I guess they were just tuning up for the warm months. Maybe they are a sign of better days to come? We live in hope! I have reached … Continue reading RETURN OF THE RED HOUSE FINCH – Marilyn Armstrong

CHANGING SEASONS: A MONTH OF PLAGUE & FREEZING RAIN – Marilyn Armstrong

The Changing Seasons, April 2020 I don't know how long we've been isolated. It was just a few days after my birthday in March, so six weeks, give or take a few days or maybe half a week. Who can tell? When you are inside all the time and never go anywhere at all, not even … Continue reading CHANGING SEASONS: A MONTH OF PLAGUE & FREEZING RAIN – Marilyn Armstrong

MORE OF THE JULY BLUES – Marilyn Armstrong

BLUE OR GREEN COWBIRD? Personally, I think he's blue. His beak has always looked blue to me and this boy also has blue eyes, too. I know he's a boy because the girls are all a pale taupe brown, so the boys have all the color! Obviously, his beak has to match his eyes, right? … Continue reading MORE OF THE JULY BLUES – Marilyn Armstrong

DELAY WITH GUILT – Marilyn Armstrong

RDP Friday: DELAY I have not refilled the bird feeders. The birds think we are just late. Or really, yesterday they thought it must be a brief delay because the food is always there. Today, they were back. The squirrels and a wide variety of birds, trying to find a few seeds on the deck … Continue reading DELAY WITH GUILT – Marilyn Armstrong

SOME OF THE LAST OF THE BIRDS – Marilyn Armstrong

They are not the very last. We'll put the feeder back up in November when the weather begins to get cold. And I have a lot of folders of birds with a fair number of unprocessed photographs. But now, it's time for our cohort of squirrels to go back to the forest and rediscover the … Continue reading SOME OF THE LAST OF THE BIRDS – Marilyn Armstrong

SOMETIMES, THE SQUIRRELS LET THE BIRDS EAT SOMETHING – Marilyn Armstrong

It seems that the more I try and discuss the eating all the food situation with the squirrels, the more squirrels show up. It used to be one at a time. Not the same squirrel each time, but it was a definite group. I could tell by the scars in their fur and the shape … Continue reading SOMETIMES, THE SQUIRRELS LET THE BIRDS EAT SOMETHING – Marilyn Armstrong