Avian Mafia has figured out the bird bath… found tiny, tiny feathers in it this morning. The avian equivalent of hair in the drain. Tony (the dominant male finch) got into a big fight with another bird on the feeder yesterday afternoon. Total micro-velociraptor throw down. Sort of a compromise…. Tony shared one side of the feeder with his mate, while the other bird stayed on the opposite side. Tony usually likes to have an entire side to himself, so he’d keep peeking around to see if the other had left.
My strawberry plant has little green strawberries coming in. I will nurture them, care for them, cherish them…. and then I will eat them. Nom Nom Nom!