Feasting at the Birdfeeder and Elsewhere

The  birds cannot find food when everything is covered with ice and snow, so I try to keep food out for them at all times.  Besides making the birds happy, it makes me happy to watch them.


Sometimes there are over thirty birds sitting around waiting for a place to eat.


Mr. Cardinal sits on a limb waiting for his chance at the feeder.





Cardinals are the beauties of the bird world.  Then there is the sparrow.  Plain and not distinct from many birds that look almost the same except for a stripe here or a different color head there, but they still just kind of melt into the crowd.  Kind of like people.  Some of us just kind of melt into the crowd and others stand out like the cardinal.  Doesn’t make us any less important, just like it doesn’t make the sparrow any less important.  After all, the song says, “His eye is on the sparrow,” not “His eye is on the cardinal,” so God thinks we are all important.


Look, who is that lurking behind the bushes?


One of these things is not like the others,

One of these things just doesn’t belong,



Can you tell which thing is not like the other?

By the time I finish this song.  Sesame Street.

Yes, a bunny came to dine at the bird feeder.  He even chased the birds away for a while until finally they were all dining in peace together.

While the birds are eating, David and I aren’t doing too badly in the house.  I made my new favorites sugar cookies this week.  I got the recipe off the internet where I get a lot of my recipes.


They are soft and have just the right amount of sweetness and they are super easy to make.

Have you ever eaten at Olive Garden and gotten the Zuppa Tuscana?   I found a similar recipe online and made it today.  We will eat it tomorrow after all the flavors meld together.  Some things are just better the next day.



Looking forward to eating this.  Maybe I will need to bake some bread.

Hope you are keeping warm and feeding the birds.  Bye.

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