Santa’s coming to town soon and whether you believe or don’t believe (I fall somewhere between.) he has a message for all and it’s not what the song touts. “You better watch out.” Although this advice is sound the word “better” flavors the advice with a threat. “You better not cry.” Crying is cathartic. This… Continue reading A Laughing Matter
I appreciated the Great Blue Heron's stateliness less so the next morning. The majestic Great Blue Heron skimmed over Crystal Lake’s surface and perched on a mat of milfoil. I raised my binoculars and studied his slate blue feathers, agile curved neck, and graceful stride. After docking our pontoon, I snapped and tied the canvas… Continue reading A Wild Goose Chase Of A Great Blue Heron Eviction
“What are we doing?” I asked Mike. I plopped down into the redwood cushioned chair on the front porch, a low wooden table between us. I’d watered the planters, weeded around the sitooterie, and refilled the hummingbird feeders. Before embarking on my next task, I checked with Mike to see if he had plans in… Continue reading Sitting Situations
The juncos and chickadees had a few choice words for me when they visited the empty bird feeders. However, it was the forlorn flight of the downy woodpecker and the release from my surgeon to bear full weight on my healing foot that motivated me to tighten the Velcro on my surgical boot and venture… Continue reading My Brief Attraction to the Downy Woodpecker’s Suet
Squeaks, my rescue cockatiel, cultivated a passion for blogging. I provided him with his own blog (or bloggo as Squeakers calls it) "Squeaks Says." However, Squeaky Pie journaled a recent event. I thought his message worthwhile so I'm allowing him to post on "A Few Choice Words" as well. I'd appreciate it if you'd follow… Continue reading Cockatiel Blogger: My Fails
A Few Choice Words By Anita 