With winter in full swing there are many hungry mouths to feed. It was time to visit the local grain and seed shop to purchase some more wild bird seed. (Much cheaper to buy here than from a pet shop, we found out). The bird feeder was filled and hung from a hook on the shed. We don’t know how these birds do it, but before too long the sparrows were crowded all around, trying to get a toe hold on one of the perches. Just how do they know we’ve hung the feeder out, I wonder? The birds are such messy feeders and they tend to spill a lot of more seed on the grass underneath. Not that it matters - all the birds who can’t find a place on the feeder are happy hopping around on the grass picking up all that dropped seed. Or wait on the now leafless grapevine till they get a turn at the feeder.
The busy little native Silver Eyes like to climb all over the bird pudding hanging up in the tree in an onion bag. It doesn’t take the birds too long to get through one of these so I’ll have to make sure I have another couple all ready and waiting. They also quite like to peck away at half an apple strung in the trees, and it it lovely to see the birds come visiting.
There’s hungry mouths to feed inside the house as well – the wintry temperatures seem to increase the appetite. So the cook has been busy making things like pots of soup, nourishing casseroles, roast dinners and steamed puddings to keep the man of the house happy and well fed. (It’s a hard job being the ;perfect wife, but I try).
Muffy seems to need extra warmth, we’ve noticed, now she is getting elderly. She never used to like sitting right in front of the gas fire, but if there is no handy lap to sit on, that where we often find her these days.