In this, a rare moment of calm before work, I am sipping slowly on a cup of coffee and gazing out the back window in the dining room, trying to catch glimpses through bush branches of what’s going on in the back yard. Ever since I decided to battle the raccoon by only putting the feeder out while I’m at home and awake, my hungry bird population has plummeted. It makes for a quieter and…
I had a moment with a robin today. Might be the same one who always pops up when I’m outside in the yard. Saraclark says he’s waiting for me to move branches and leaves and uncover worms for him to eat. So I guess I’m being used. But it’s still pretty interesting to be minding your own business and then turn around to see a bird two feet from you, watching your every move. I…
Upon arriving home from work tonight, I stepped into my kitchen and, as I do most nights, flicked on the back porch light to give the back yard a good once-over for burglars and rapists (you call it paranoid, I’ll call it being extra vigilant). My eyes scanned the yard and I noticed immediately that my bird feeder was AWOL. A-motherfucking-gain! And then I looked directly below where it usually hangs, and saw THE MOST…
I spotted a chipmunk in my yard last week. A lone adorable chipmunk. I named him Hans. I don’t care what his parents call him. Today I peeked out the bathroom window to scowl at the bird fights and noticed Hans in a pot of pansies, head down in the dirt, munching on something. Naturally, because I act like I am on safari all the damn time, I had to film him to prove he’s…
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