This Guy’s Good

It was a brisk eight degrees the other morning when I went out to feed the birds.  I wore my slippers , flannel pajamas, old terry-bathrobe, and  a fluorescent- hunting knit cap to top it all off.   My neighbors might have thought I was crazy.

But, the birds?

They were waiting in the bushes, on the fence and in the trees. Sparrows, blue-jays, chickadees, mourning doves…the usual suspects.   And, they were all thinking  as they saw me approaching in the frigid dawn with a quart-size yogurt container filled with bird seed…

This guy’s good!

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