With the introduction of the bird feeder my three sweeties gave me for Mother’s Day, our yard is the place to be for all the cool rodents and birds. Watching them through the kitchen window or the glass door in the dining room is more fun than Netflix. The whole family finds itself glued to the show.
Things I’ve learned from observation in the last week or so:
- Sparrows have rotten table manners. They just throw seed right and left, willy-nilly (much to the delight of the squirrels who hang out below the feeder gobbling up all the mess.) Also, they’re curiously unafraid of the aggressive grackles and blue jays.
- Grackles and blue jays are crafty. They quickly learned to land on top of the shepherd’s crook and slide down the side of it until they get to the level where they can hop over to the feeder. The cardinals try, but their claws are too little to grasp the metal. Funny to watch.
- Doves are the doofus, hillbilly cousins in the bird world. They come barreling at the feeder over and over again, but don’t have the finesse to land on it. So they end up a little ways off, staring wistfully at all their fellow wildlife enjoying the feast. I swear I can hear them saying “derp, derp.”
- Squirrels are the super-cool dudes of the scene. They nibble at a few seeds, sit up and look
around, and adorably lean on one paw against the railroad ties that border our garden, glancing around as if they’re saying, “Hey, homeys, whassup?” When they do that I want to find tiny sunglasses for them.
These birds are gluttons. We ran through two large bags of seed in one week. But it’s so much fun to watch them I simply must rush out to by more seed to keep the bird show from being cancelled. I admit it – I’m an enabler.