St. Francis is starting to be hidden behind those big Hostas. I have one in front of our azalea that will have to be moved in the fall...I found a spot on the edge of the woods for it this morning. It's two shades of bright green-yellow and should show up.My little bird, Tweety is buried in front of St. Francis. Audra always goes to that spot and asks about birds and heaven.
I love this tranquil spot. There are no feeders in the woods, because I really want the birds to come up to the house to feed. I feel that I will get more this way.
The hummingbird feeders were both emptied a couple of times. I knew that we didn't have that many birds visiting. The big one, a gift from my daughter, is the favorite. As it seems...it's the favorite of the squirrels too. When I went to investigate the empty feeder...there was tell tale evidence there. The sticky feeder was covered with hairs from some furry little creature. I think it's the squirrel that is emptying it. So, I thought about it and then figured out a way to keep them from doing this again. I took a shepherds hook on the deck and fastened it with two bungee cords. Now the feeder hangs in toward the deck and is a little bit far for a squirrel to reach. I'm waiting for him now. A few minutes ago, I saw my first Red Poll at the feeder. How exciting to see a new bird.