bird feeder

Apparently when a family moves to our quiet town, they age about 50 years.  Our evenings now resemble those of B.s grandparents.  We talk about how much traffic was in town.  It goes something like this, "Did you get backed up on 213?  There were like 15 cars at the stop light.  I haven't seen that many cars in a week."  

We also talk about the goings on in the town square.  "Did you see the two people holding the have a blessed day signs?"  I waved, they brightened my day. 

 A. also has a new fascination with birds.  So, when we found a special at the local True Value, which sells anything from ice cream to ride on lawn mowers to pet food, we got her a pink feeder.  She then put stickers of birds on it and spelled out the word bird in sticker letters so that the birds would know where to go.  Oddly enough, the stickers were of woodpeckers and a wood pecker frequents the "restaurant" .  She is still waiting on the owl to come since she also put a picture of an owl and circled it so it would be a special invitation.  Now, at dinner, we all talk about what birds are there and how many.  We have had to fill it up 2 times because she is obviously a good chef and word is spreading.  

You are all more than welcome to brave the 12 cars to come and sit and watch the birds.  Just make sure to wave at the people holding up the signs to "have a blessed day."  They will be there on Tuesday afternoons rain or shine:)