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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Friday, February 28, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Squirrel Circus...


Rob set up a bird feeding station this winter. And man, that sucker gets some action. Sometimes not a feathery friend is in sight, others it's a scene from the movie, The Birds.  

However, this particular expose with the grainy pictures etc. was shot undercover during a bold assault on the BIRD smorgasbord. 

Rob assumed that the tipped, emptied feeder issues were the work of a few raccoons he's seen gorging on the spilled seeds after dark. 

Today, I noticed a swinging bird feeder in my peripheral vision. And what I saw was a circus squirrel working his magic. He hung by two paws and scarfed all he could get into his greedy mouth. Scaling the smooth metal bar was easy peasy and he had access to three different "plates"  At one point there was a Cedar Waxwing and male Cardinal waiting in line for the buffet. 

It's a cold winter and the little sucker worked for it. Sigh. Guess we'll just feed the neighborhood.