A large 'murder' of crows flew in to the feeders this morning. I stopped counting at twenty-five.
I have placed food on the ground away from the feeders in hopes that they will be happy with the
new location.
The cats have their own bird-feeder set up outside the garage window where their cat -tree sits. We will see if we can encourage some small birds to drop by.
If not, it looks like they'll have fun there anyway.
It is starting to feel more comfortable here, and I just may get used to being a tiny-dweller, but the thought of construction beginning on our new home is very exciting.
I have been grocery shopping in the local town and everyone is very friendly. When I tell them we have just moved to the area, they smile and say "Welcome. I think you'll find us a friendly bunch."
I'm filling up my step-back cupboard while the snow falls. This, too, will surely help me feel more at home. I'll show it off once I find the drawers. haha! Oh...the joys of moving.
Hope you are having better weather than we are. I'm starting to hate the colour 'white'.
Hugs, Deb
