It was the red squirrel that first started harvesting the seeds on the cedar tree outside my living room window.
As the seeds ripened further, American Goldfinches started to take interest. Yesterday the air was filled with cast off hulls floating down, accompanied by the sweet little calls of the juvenile finches.
Just don't fall!!! That's the advice seniors are given. And since my tests show that my bone density has declined into the realm of osteoporosis, I'm extra careful. Especially when doing repairs to the roof!
Yep, that's me up there fastening down a torn and bent back metal sheet on the roof. Must have been damaged by last winter's ice. I clipped a safety rope to a belt around my waist and moved with due caution. Another chore ticked off my list!
Keeping me company were dozens of wasps who had mud nests under the ribs of the roofing panels. Occasionally, one would fly over and chummily ask me "How's it going, eh?" I rather enjoyed their friendly interest.
