Saturday, January 19, 2013

Being Watched

Saturday mornings is when I fill my bird feeders.  Because it's dark when I leave for work and dark when I get home from work, weekends are the only days when I can see my yard. Today as I was putting more suet in the suet holder I listened as two hairy woodpeckers spoke to each other.  I looked up.  One was in the oak tree and one was in the crabapple tree and both were watching me.  It's a little disturbing to be watched like that.

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