Mrs. Bluebird of Happiness. There she is, perched on the gutter edge of the first floor roof, just below my studio window. She had a grand time looking for seeds and such. One week ago, all on one day, the hummingbirds disappeared, the squirrels went CRAZY and I saw all varieties of birds. Something told them THIS IS IT. WINTER IS ON THE WAY
People local to the area say this is going to be one especially cold winter. We have a lot of farmers in the area and whatever it is that tells the animals, the farmers can surely read the same signs, and I believe them.

1 comment:

pdxknitterati/MicheleLB said...

So sweet. I wish we had bluebirds, but we only have noisy bluejays.

Does that extra cold weather mean extra knitting? I hope so!