In My Backyard
Sitting at my back doors
I watch as nature comes to my doorstep,
feeding on suet, thistle, and wild bird seed.
Tiny thistle seeds overflow the bird feeder.
The shy goldfinch couple timidly grips the wire feeder,
leaping into flight at the smallest movement
The noisy chickadees peck at the seeds
that have fallen to the ground,
fighting over them with the mourning doves.
The cardinal couple regally hops along the patio,
pecking at stray seeds and suet,
dropped by the others.
The noisy bluejay squawks his annoyance
at not being able to grip the feeder
with his oversized feet.
On the roof, a wily squirrel plots
his breaking and entering…
how will he manage to get the seed from the bird feeder this time?
Maybe I have finally outsmarted him, I think.
Watching out my back windows,
it amazes me just how much of nature
is right in my own
small as it may be.
Feeding the birds in my small backyard is one of my favorite hobbies. It’s so much fun to sit and watch the various species as they fly among the trees and bushes, making a quick pit stop at the feeders or on the ground. Until I put up my bird feeders, I didn’t realize how many different types of birds where right here in my own neighborhood! Now if I could just manage to outsmart that stinkin’ squirrel!
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