The charming chickadee.
I filled all the feeders again today and changed things up a bit. I like to switch some of the suet holders and feeders around. Don't ask me why. ???
Our Pileated Woodpecker almost demolished the roof on my favorite feeder. I think he was frustrated as the suet cake he was after was all but gone and he was having a time of it just reaching it. Man, he went a little nuts and the wood was flyin'. He's a bit wacky.
It's been mild here but not much sun. I need sun these days as I have reached my limit with winter. Had enough...go away now. It will be a struggle getting through the next five weeks although we will be busy with house-building plans.
Speaking of houses, here is the spring look for the OH.
It got a good scrubbing & I finally removed the Christmas wreath and have added a twig wreath & my new Welcome to the Country sign.
No peeking and please knock. lol
I wish I knew the age of this building. When I was a child, visiting my grandmother, it was the only bathroom to use since the old clap-board house did not have in-door plumbing. At that time, it was located much closer to the front of our property where the old house stood. And I'm sure it had been there for years before I was born. So that makes it ancient. Now it stands at the back of our lot, out of use but still worth decorating, just behind the little perennial garden. It is a treasure to me; a connection to the past. Although, not a favorite one. haha!
But...after looking at it on this post I realize there is something very important missing. That will be a project this weekend.
We are in for some colder weather now so tomorrow I'll fill the feeders. I dropped by the location where I fed ferals for years today and left a large amount of food. They are being well looked after by a kind lady in the area and I help whenever I am there. I hope they are finding some warmth and shelter and have enough food to give them comfort. If there is one thing in this world of cats that breaks my heart it is the life of those that are feral. :(
hugs, Deb