Birdfeeding

Today is sunny and warm.

I fed the birds.  I've seen house finches and grackles.

We walked around the prairie garden discussing which part to mow so that I can sow the little bluestem grass seed toward the west edge.

By the time I got back to the house -- say, 10-15 minutes later -- the finches had drained the thistle sock.  They're pigs.  They're pigs with wings.  :D 

EDIT 6/16/21 -- We walked out to see the mowed patch in the prairie garden.

EDIT 6/16/21 -- I picked a bag of mulberries.

EDIT 6/16/21 -- I picked a bag of pie cherries.

EDIT 6/16/21 -- I picked a bag of mulberries.  Then I extracted the goddess statue from under the walnut branches.

Poem: "Sharp Sauce"

This poem came out of the May 4, 2021 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from fuzzyred, technoshaman, chanter1944, and my partner Doug. It also fills the "mentors" square in my 5-1-21 card for the Leaky Pipeline Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by zianuray. It belongs to the Shiv thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

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