It's one of those days when your pal has got nothing. Now that Floyd the owl has abandoned me, I don't have much to write about. I could go on and on about the thousands of black capped chickadee's that come to our feeder.
They come in droves like a plague of locust,feeding, seed by seed. People believing that prayer and petition were required to end the plague, as they viewed the swarm of chickadees as a punishment from God for their sins. Seed by seed they seize every bit of nourishment for their insatiable appetite, and then they are gone.Leaving behind an empty feeder, like the devastation from a horrendous tornado that unburden the earth of anything in it's path. Oh the horror of it all. "Dam you chickadee's."
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You do pretty well w/ nothing Willie.
I keep on trying, thanks Lodo.
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