My new neighbor (Chelsea) and her kids and myself ventured to Rural King this afternoon after a fresh coating of snow melted off the roads a little.
The hubby devotedly feeds the birds every day in this weather (year-round, actually), and we were about to run out of black-oil sunflower seeds, so off we went. The dogs and pig were running low on food also.
Heck, we all like to eat in the cold weather, don't we?
It was good to be out and about; the snowy landscape was picturesque on the way to Winchester. We pondered how fast a sled might go on some of those steep pasture hills along Hwy. 89. The hubs and I always wonder how in the world people mow them without turning over their tractor! I wouldn't want to try it.
Anyway, we stocked up on pizza buffet for ourselves, then browsed Goodwill where I bought a couple of summery clothing items, a novel by Pat Conroy called Beach Music, and a couple small baskets that I imagined would be good-sized for holding napkins and cutlery for outdoor gatherings.
How do you spell wishful thinking?!
We made it back home before dark, in time to fill the bird feeders to the brim.
One of the feeders hangs in the old pear tree that stands right behind the house. It's fun to look out and see how many birds we can spot. Sometimes it's easy to see that there are lots of cardinals and blue jays, but other times the better camouflaged female cardinals, juncos, black-capped chickadees, doves, etc., aren't easy to see.
How many birds can you spot in this photo? I see six, but there might be more.
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