I’ve got a birdfeeder in my backyard. It is up high so that the squirrels can’t get to it. This means that I have a hard time getting to it, too. I rely on taller friends to fill it for me.
It’s been cold here and I’ve been away and the bird feeder is empty.
Every time I go outside, the birds look at me in a hopeful and slightly disappointed way.
I asked a friend if she could come over and fill the birdfeeder, and she said, “I’ll get over there soon.”
“The birds look hungry,” I said.
“Well,...
Published on October 29, 2013 04:50