BIRD CHATTER POST - IMAGINATION

 

And that's how it goes on a 

Saturday Morning at the Bird Feeder.

Thanks for stopping by and 

have a great weekend.

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER - LOUD?

 

Blue Jay had his say!

But so are you my dear Blue Jay. The experts say your calls can be very loud, and can sound like a scream, especially your alarm calls which alert everyone. So good for you Mr. Blue Jay! 

Another hero! Well done my fine feathered friend!

He would have had his answer, but Camera Lady tripped over the Froggy Zen Master. After many utterances which raised Zen Master's eyes to the ceiling, he thought it prudent to leave and let her practice more Zen on her own.

But first he left her with this, "A Zen state, also known as mindfulness, is a state of calm attentiveness where one is fully present in the moment, free from excessive thought or attachment to external stimuli. It's about being aware of your surroundings and inner experience simultaneously, allowing you to respond consciously and effectively. This state can be cultivated through practices like meditation and mindful living." And he then said, "You have a long way to go. More practice!"

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

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER - TOTALLY, TOTALLY…

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

Thanks for flying in and don't forget to keep your feathers from sticking. Stay away from that 'vel-crow'...

and have a great weekend!

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER

 

And so it goes on a Saturday morning at the bird feeder.

Wishing you all a great weekend my friends

and thanks for stopping by.

SATURDAY MORNING AT THE BIRD FEEDER, AND BEYOND

According to The Merriam-Webster online dictionary

Definition of 'anticimax'.

1.  The usually sudden transition in discourse from a significant idea to a trivial or ludicrous idea.

2. An event, period, or outcome that is strikingly less important or dramatic than expected.

Hey birdies, I had a good time!  

We took two big boxes of items that were broken, also to recycle, plus other things that were past their day and couldn't be given away.  

We drove by one kiosk and we paid a small fee.  We went to another where a young man came out of his kiosk to direct us to the appropriate area.  A real sweet guy who didn't look like he was more than 16.  First thing he said was, "This might sound a strange question, but do you have a band aid?" He had asked other people he said and had no luck so far.  His request we weren't expecting.  Gregg said, "I don't think so."  But I said, "Hold on!", preventing Gregg from rolling the car any further, and quickly rummaged through my purse and found a beat-up band aid.  Gregg said quietly, "You've got to be kidding me."  I answered with my usual reply when he is surprised about anything I come up with, "Hey, I wasn't in the Junior Girl Guides six weeks for nothing."  (If it wasn't for the camping thing, I'd have been a Brownie for a lot longer.  I quit as soon as I knew we had to stay in tents for a week.  I was 10 years old and no way was I going to sleep with the creepy-crawlies which, I might add, my mother told me all about.  She told me they would be huge and I believed her! On thinking about this conversation years later, I don’t think Mum wanted me to go either.  But in those six weeks I apparently learned how to pack band aids, and let’s not forget the basket weaving.  I don't have any baskets in my car just in case you're wondering.)  

First, my dear other half said he was impressed I had that band aid, and second, that I actually remembered I had one.  It had been in my wallet, and I was happy it was still there.  Truthfully, I don't know for how long, but it wasn't ripped open at least.  The young man had a sore finger and said it was just what he needed.  He looked as happy as if I had given him a piece of pie, and I was sorry I couldn't give him a piece of pie, but he thanked me two or three times.  We were happy to help and drove on, with me thinking "I really need to replace that band aid, and maybe pack some antiseptic cream."  That six weeks in the Junior Girl Guides left a lasting impression.  

We emptied our boxes and went to a separate place to get rid of old fluorescent lights from our kitchen.  The whole light fixture stopped working too, and we now have a new one installed.  As luck would have it, the lights in the front of our house also stopped working, separate issue, and we got rid of everything.  The electrician was impressed we had had them as long as we had lived in the house, and probably when it was built almost 40 years ago. “If it ain’t broke don’t fix it” or "If it's broken it might take us a while to fix it", that's our motto.  Lately we are on a roll and picking up momentum on the clearing out/fixing things issues.  We dropped our things off and as we were passing by that same kiosk, our new young friend came out and waved us by with a big smile. A smile is good medicine I have always said and yes, we were happier for it.

Not too far from the exit we came across this interesting sight.  Right next to it there were dozens of old bicycles, and I was just thinking what a shame they can't give them away.  

After reading the sign at home on a larger screen and when I cropped my photo, I read these bicycles were being donated by the organization shown at the top of the sculpture.  We know where to tell people to bring their old bikes at least, and kudos to the trash recycling company for offering this.

And, we have made a dent in our effort to downsize all the things we don't need.  That made me happy too.  We recycle as much as we can and there are clothes, shoes, books, pots and pans and the list goes on.  We are going to find an organization that will pass them on to someone who will make use of them. I already have a few places on my list, and if you have any suggestions out there, please let me know in the comments if you could.

And, you can tell those birdies of mine that it wasn’t Disneyland, the mountains or a pretty garden but yes, I had a fun time, we both did.

Have a great weekend everyone.  Thanks for stopping by.

BIRD CAM PHOTOS

 There isn't much sunshine in these photos.  We have had a few dreary days and it started snowing at 3.00 a.m. yesterday.  The birds didn't seem to mind the rain and they were out in the snow.  It stopped snowing in the afternoon and there were blue skies.  If my photos come out okay I will share a few.

Two friendly birds, the male Downy Woodpecker and a Mourning Dove, Fred and Albert.

Female House Finch with a Dove further down the rail.

Male and Female Housefinch

Dark-eyed Junco, American Goldfinch and Black-capped Chickadee

Male and female Housefinch with a male Northern Cardinal.

Here is the female Northern Cardinal.

A pair of Tufted Titmouse

These are the things that take my interest.  The back of the Tufted Titmouse's head (on the right).  A Dark-eyed Junco is further up on the rail.

Male Cardinal and American Goldfinch.

And I am finishing off with the pair of friendly birds from my first photo, without the speech bubbles - the male Downy Woodpecker and the Mourning Dove.

That's all for today.  Thanks for looking and I hope you are all having a good start to the New Year.