The feeder near our window is a busy place. The birds perch in the rhododendren as they wait their turn to approach the feeder and pluck a few seeds.
Our cat, Maci, lounges on the back of the recliner only inches from the glass and watches avidly. With the frigid winter and deep snow, the level of seeds in the feeder goes down quickly. We drive miles out of our way to buy shelled sunflower hearts. Can't let our feathered friends down, can we?
Our cat, Maci, lounges on the back of the recliner only inches from the glass and watches avidly. With the frigid winter and deep snow, the level of seeds in the feeder goes down quickly. We drive miles out of our way to buy shelled sunflower hearts. Can't let our feathered friends down, can we?