It was a soothing southwesterly breeze that accompanied Pheebs and I on our walk this morning under clear blue sunny skies. Not even any clouds on the horizon.
|OUR FRONT YARD CANOPY COVER|
|A QUIET MORNING BY OUR FROG POND|
Totally out of birdseed we slipped around to Bayfield's Porters Hill Wild Bird Seed Co and I am sure glad we did. This is where I had bought our squirrel-proof birdfeeder so I had a few questions as to what I could do to stop Little Red (a red squirrel) from getting into the feeder. Well, as luck would have it, the fellow there already knew of my squirrel dilemma and had a solution waiting for me. He gave me two steel washers and showed me where to place them on the feeder to add a little extra weight to the feeder's spring. I bought a couple bags of birdseed and hurried home to put my ploy into action. To say I had a really sneaky grin on my face would be putting it mildly. Oh, and how did the fellow at the birdseed store know about my squirrel problem?? Well, it was in that darn blog of mine ya know:))))
|WITH WASHERS IN PLACE I RE-HUNG THE FEEDER|
|THESE ARE THE TWO WASHERS IN PLACE AT THE TOP OF THE FEEDER|
|FLOWER PHOTOS TONIGHT ARE FROM AROUND OUR YARD|
Mowed some more grass and whacked some more weeds. Cleaned and refreshed the birdbath and just generally enjoyed a peaceful Saturday morning watching our front yard birds and anxiously waiting for Little Red to show up and try to get into the birdfeeder again.
|OUR LAMP POST GLOBE|
|TO ME THIS IRIS PETAL LOOKS LIKE A LITTE PUPPY FACE LOOKING UPWARD COMPLETE WITH A FLY ON ITS HEAD|
|SOME OF THESE FLOWERS ARE IN HANGING PLANTERS|
|HERE'S LITTLE RED CASTING A MISCHIEVOUS EYE MY WAY|
|HERE HE IS ON THE FEEDER AFTER I PUT THE WASHERS IN PLACE|
|AND HERE HE IS CHOWING DOWN THE BIRD SEED:((|
|SOMETIMES WHEN I CAN'T GET THE COLOR RIGHT IN A PHOTO I SIMPLY MAKE A BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO OUT OF IT|
Kelly was able to access her Friday blood test results online today and the results were not what she was hoping for. Due to extreme tiredness, it was not one of her better days. We'll see how tomorrow goes.
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Little Johnny was having problems in English class, so his teacher, Miss Figpot, decided to stop by Little Johnny's house on her way home. She wanted to discuss Johnny's poor performance directly with his parents. When she rang the doorbell, Little Johnny answered. "Hello Johnny, I'd like to talk to your mother or father," she said. "Sorry, but they ain't here." He replied. "Johnny!" She said, "what is it with your grammar?" "Haven't got a clue," Johnny replied, "but dad sure was mad that they had to go bail her out again!"