While I was starting dinner, I was watching out the window. Suddenly, a hawk with a white front swooped by the deck then winged off into the woods. I followed him with my eyes. The camera was in the dining… Read More ›
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THE DAY THE SQUIRRELS DROPPED BY – Marilyn Armstrong
I was looking for birds. Seriously. It’s supposed to snow tonight and maybe tomorrow or Sunday, too and that usually puts them in a feeding frenzy. Instead, there were not one, but two squirrels, each gripping one of the feeders…. Read More ›