Spring must be near, I lay in bed at night and enjoy the sound of the frogs in the pond.
When Steve was a young boy in school, a teacher asked him to name a beautiful sound. He said "Frogs". She was expecting him to say " My mom singing" (silly woman) She mentioned it to me expecting me to agree with her assumption that he was being a smart butt. I told her I loved the sound of the frogs. End of discussion.
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Friday, March 10, 2017
Battle with the squirrels.
After trying many bird feeders, we thought we had the answer.
Our latest feeder is equipped with fasteners that clip in and close off the entrance to the feeder.
The squirrels managed to jump up on the feeder and loosen the top, Next Joe decided to use these strong rubber bands ( thick and strong) to help keep the lid on. This morning I noticed one side was loose. I moved the band to a more secure location. I wait to see what will happen.
If the squirrel was a friend and wanted to meet for lunch I would say, " We'll squeeze you in between nothing to do and waiting to die."
Our latest feeder is equipped with fasteners that clip in and close off the entrance to the feeder.
The squirrels managed to jump up on the feeder and loosen the top, Next Joe decided to use these strong rubber bands ( thick and strong) to help keep the lid on. This morning I noticed one side was loose. I moved the band to a more secure location. I wait to see what will happen.
If the squirrel was a friend and wanted to meet for lunch I would say, " We'll squeeze you in between nothing to do and waiting to die."
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