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Our beautiful fox stopped by for a little fallen bird seed snack recently.
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It was early evening …
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So another frequent visitor dropped by as well.
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That’s one brave duck.
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One brave duck
Tag Archives: birds
Sad animal facts.
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This month’s calendar factoid introduced me to a strange bird.
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I dare say a lot of wives have the same problem.
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On seeing that cartoon I thought, that can’t be right.
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But it turns out they weren’t far off.
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That’s one strange song, for sure.
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Quack snack.
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You never know what kind of birds will show up at our feeders in the morning.
Cardinals? Check.
Bluebirds? Yup.
Ruby Throated Hummingbirds are back and I saw the first Baltimore Oriole yesterday. But this morning?
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It was a pair of Mallard ducks.
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They’re comical to watch as it’s mating season and the male follows closely behind the female everywhere she goes. She leads him on a merry chase and you know she enjoys it immensely.
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Need. More. Birdseed.
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It’s that time of year.
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The time of year when our backyard looks like something out of an Alfred Hitchcock film.
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Large flocks of starlings, grackles and red winged blackbirds have landed and they strip our feeders in no time flat.
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It’s impossible to keep them full this time of year, and sometimes? I fear reprisal.
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Just so you know…
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I’m doing my part.
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Save the birds!
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Backyard visitor.
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Our resident juvenile red tail hawk dropped by the other day.
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He uses our backyard bird feeders as a training ground for hunting, but that afternoon he was perfectly happy hanging out on the back deck railing.
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Until he spied Lord Dudley Mountcatten stalking him from the window behind the couch.
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Then it was bye bye birdie…
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Random stuff.
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For those of you who haven’t seen the header image on my blog this month…
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Flying woodchuck witches seemed more than appropriate.
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Birds?
Yeah, we got ‘em.
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Flocks of hundreds of starlings that fly in and empty our bird feeders in record time.
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I’m guessing “Your nuts are in this box” is not a package most men expect to receive.
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Can you see the beautiful buck hidden behind the blueberry bushes?
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It seems Lord Dudley Mountcatten has had enough of the glorious fall foliage.
And finally, in honor of Halloween…
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I wish I’d seen this sooner.
It’s a holiday yard decoration I could totally get behind.
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Let’s play.
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Interesting. The 6th picture on my phone takes us back to July of 2013 when the husband rescued a baby robin from the middle of our road.
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He lived with us for almost a month and we named him Little Cheeper. As you can see he was also a little pooper.
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He was a sweet little guy and I fattened him up with worms, canned dogged food and fruit. I hand trained him, and before long he was flying all over the house.
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It was tempting to keep him as a pet…
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But in the end I couldn’t, and we let him fly free in our backyard.
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But back to the game…
Little Cheeper killing me?
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Nah, I’m not buying it.
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Random nonsense around the house…
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It’s a shame chokecherries are bitter and nearly impossible to eat…
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Because our tree is just loaded with them this year.
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But speaking of eating…. when your neighbors start dumping tons of veggies on your doorstep because no one ever grows a few zucchini? Try this:
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Slice, dip in beaten egg, then Italian breadcrumbs, lightly fry in olive oil and serve with lemon herb aioli. Fabulous!
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In other news, the turkeys are still here and my husband is still chasing them.
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I’m laughing because he was about to lose his pants running after them. (Don’t tell him I posted this, I’d never hear the end of it.) And while I normally think the daily chasing is ridiculous as well as fruitless…. you’re not going to out stubborn a wild turkey …. those little bastards have eaten every single one of our blueberries this year. On all 7 bushes! And that means no blueberry pie, no blueberry coffee cake, no pancakes or muffins. Damn their feathered souls!
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I watched the White Sox beat the Yankees on the Field of Dreams the other night. (That’s Kevin Costner in the photo.) I’m an unapologetic sucker for that movie. Never been able to watch it without thinking of my father and crying like a baby.
If I’m ever in Iowa? I am damn sure going to Dyersville and walking through that corn.
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There’s safety in numbers.
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In life, you sometimes have to fight for what’s yours.
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And if you’re a baby woodchuck, you have to fight birds.
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They’re always in the way…
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And always eating your food.
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At times, you’re outnumbered.
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And when that happens?
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You call in reinforcements.
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