When the snow melts in my garden it reveals my back yard. So, instead of having a garden as nice as my neighbor's I have an ugly, messy back yard. The birds and squirrels are not helping either. How does one discourage grackles and squirrels while encouraging most other birds? I think the first sentence in this paragraph may be useful in a poem.
I think if I move the bird feeders away from the trees then the squirrels will have difficulty getting at the birdseed. Perhaps they will go to one of my neighbor's feeding stations. Since I don't have a leaf-blower this seems fair enough to me.
This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
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Those squirrels sure are tricky little critters. I can't tell you how many "squirrel proof" bird feeders they have gotten into! But you probably know that song and dance!
I answered your dot question over at A Catholic Notebook. Thanks for stopping by! You know, at first I thought you were teasing me because of my fume induced state of mind. :-)
Did you know it was Squirrel Appreciation Day a couple days ago? It has to be true, because I heard it on the radio. Look it up.
The young should not tease their elders beyond our limits of resistance to temptation. Thanks for pointing this day out. It is clearly "blogworthy"—a word derived from Elaine's use of "spongeworthy" in Seinfeld.
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