SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER....REALLY?

Build it and they will come they said, or in this case buy it and the same thing will happen. Really?

 

This is for our overseas friends so they translate using the widget on the side bar.

Photo 1: 

"I don't know what this is over there but the squirrels seem very interested."

Photo 2:

"I am not going anywhere near it. It is too loud and gurgly."

"Scary!"

Photo 3:

Camera Lady is not happy we are not interested yet, but there is one thing she is happy about."

"What's that?"

Photo 4: 

"It has a live feed and a bump outside woke her up. She thought it was those naughty raccoons."

Photo 5:

"We heard it too. We were sleeping up in the trees."

"There was no one there but she noticed something else."

Photo 6:

"She saw that she had left the light on in the garage and turned it off right away. She is still patiently waiting for us to use the birdbath."

Photo 7:

"She says she is going to do cartwheels across the deck when that day arrives."

"That is definitely not a good idea."

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER…WHO IS THAT BEHIND ME.

 

The birds thought all they had to do was sing for their supper. They did not realize they would have to pick up a broom and clean up too.

And that's how it goes on a Saturday Morning at the Bird Feeder.

Have a great weekend everyone

and thanks for flying in.

For our international friends to translate using the widget on my sidebar.

"What is going on and who is that behind me?"

"That is Buddy Blue Jay. Someone is bored, they are adding stuff."

"She must be happy there is no snow on the deck."

"She is not happy at all the dirt it left behind."

"Oh boy!"

"Shhhh....don't tell her snow is forecast for Monday."

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER - SPIKE IS BACK

One spoiled little bird said "Nuh-uh!"

Unlike my little friend here who loves his birdseed.

and true to her word...

You never know birdies!

Not sure how long the snow is going to last. There will be 60 mile per hour winds so I hear, sometime in the middle of the night. Stay safe everyone!

Of course, putting the kettle on right now. And the mixing bowl is out. Just put the oven on to bake those cookies you like. Come on in, pull up a chair!

on a Saturday Morning at the Bird Feeder.

Thanks for visiting and 

I wish you all a great weekend.

For our international friends to translate using the widget on my side bar.

Photo 1:

"I am a happy little bird. The snow melted a bit and there is fresh birdseed. No more frosty birdseed frappes."

Photo 2:

"No more frosty frapes?  Disappointing!"

Photo 3:

I am not hanging out for just birdseed. I am out of here."

Photo 4:

"Hello! I am Spike. The black box lady worries about me because I have no fur on my tail."

Photo 5:

"I am going to make sure you are taken care of my little friend."

Photo 6:

"I am a little embarrassed but she means well."

Photo 7:

"Will she get an outfit for us or are we safe?"

Photo 8:

"It has started to snow again and it is going to get very windy. I think we ought to get back to our nests."

Photo 9:

"We will be okay."

"Yes we know, you've got your love to keep you warm. Cue role of eyes"

Photo 10:
"All I need is a hot cup of tea, and can you make me some acorn cookies? You can have this one. I will share."

Photo 11:

"That's how it goes..."

I HAVE FOUND…

such joy!

I have found such joy in simple things;

A plain, clean room, a nut-brown loaf of bread,

A cup of milk, a kettle as it sings,

The shelter of a roof above my head,

And in a leaf-laced square along the floor,

Where yellow sunlight glimmers through the door.

I have found such joy in things that fill

My quiet days: a curtain’s blowing grace,

A potted plant upon my window sill,

A rose, fresh-cut and placed within a vase;

A table cleared, a lamp beside a chair,

And books I long have loved beside me there.

Oh, I have found such joys I wish I might

Tell every woman who goes seeking far

For some elusive, feverish delight,

That very close to home the great joys are:

The elemental things - old as the race,

Yet never, through the ages, commonplace.

~Grace Noll Crowell~

(10/31/1877 - 3/31/1969)

“I Have Found Such Joy”

(These are a few joys that I have found close to home, along with a lot of those mentioned in Grace’s lovely poem.)

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER - A CARD FROM ANN

I can pull the flowers out of the plant pot to share Ann's message. All the birds in the trees agree, Camera Lady is a very lucky lady to have a good friend like Ann, who is so kind and generous to send a beautiful card that pops into her letterbox every month. 

Thank you Ann, always enjoyed, always displayed where everyone can see your lovely card. And thank you for being such a dear friend!

Love and hugs,

Denise xox

For friends from overseas, these are what I put on this week's bird chatter photos.

 What is this? It is very pretty, a card full of flowers.

It's from Camera Lady's friend Ann. She always does a happy dance when one arrives. That's her skipping down to the mailbox. If she could skip that is.

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER - ARE YOUR FEATHERS STAYING DRY?

 

"I have never seen a banana couch before" they said. "She has some very interesting furniture!" ("She has a lot of interesting things in her imagination," she said.)

Camera lady is cleaning the closets and drawers out this week. She came across Thinhorn while looking for things to discard. She found him on vacation years ago and couldn't part with him. He was a reminder of a lovely time, so now he's part of our Saturday Morning family. He will be popping up every now and again.

Thinhorn was delighted to be so warmly welcomed. He knew he was going to be very happy here.

And that's how it goes on a Saturday Morning at the Birdfeeder.

Thanks for flying in.

I hope you're hanging in there and 

your feathers are staying dry.

Have a great weekend!