I went to my chair by the sliding glass door and read some poetry...waiting for the first little guest at the feeders. Of course, it was a sparrow.He left his shelter in the big spruce tree, Blue. A gust of wind ruffled his feathers, but he paid no attention. Soon his whole family were there enjoying a late breakfast. I decided to write this post and came into the computer room. I just sat down, when outside on the near by feeder, one of my favorite birds paid a visit. I hadn't seen them yet this winter. The very cute Tufted Titmouse and his wife. They are so timid and hard to capture with a camera. I got the camera out to try again. The above picture is what I captured. They have been back over and over this morning...no other birds have paid a visit. I wonder why?
Well, Joe is sick today, so I am trying not to catch it. I always think of homemade soup when someone is ill. So I'll be in the kitchen creating a vegetable soup with lots of broth...to go with a hamburger for dinner.I think I will make jello too.
Now there will be a woman running from room to room with hand sanitizer and Lysol spray wearing a mask (not really...I just threw that one in for a laugh). Have a great day!