Gathering leaves and twigs,
Packing the purple martin house, now turned into a Squirrel Condo.
Little Blue-Eyes has been sick for a few days, but beautiful nonetheless.
Isabelle wanted to break the wishbone, so it was dug out with care and dried in the fireplace. She won. (But check out how I am trying to gain an advantage by using my thumb...hey, every woman for herself!)
And when we returned home, bloated and sleepy, we were greeted by our friendly neighborhood juvenile Cooper's hawk. I bet he packed in some juicy bird today, too.
6 comments:
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Why the look on your face? Was it a tough wishbone? :)
Looks like a good time was had by all. I hope your COHA got its feast for the day.
I love the look on the little boy-child in the background of the wishbone picture. I am glad you had a lovely day.
That's the first time I saw a squirrel pack its face with nesting material. I'll be darn!
Glad you had a nice and filling Thanksgiving, Susan. I didn't even eat breakfast or lunch today after a day of non-stop eating on Thursday.
Great post! And ouch, that's some disapproving Lorelai. (did I spell that right?)
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