Sunny Sunday Snapshots
Yesterday was a beautiful, mild day. I was quite lazy, spending much of the day on the sofa reading – something I rarely do.
My vantage point from the sofa gives me a bird’s eye view of three feeders. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many Nuthatches at one time.
This Chickadee in flight evokes the feeling of such joy.
Despite what the 153 bird pics I didn’t post implies, I didn’t lounge on the sofa all day. I forced myself outside and pruned my winter weary lavender. Some winters the snow has been so deep that I couldn’t get to the lavender until May.
I tackled the clean-up of two of my four greenhouse garden beds. The spent straw used as mulch last year went into the chicken run making for some happy hens.
And I collected eggs. Last year’s four new girls are finally producing on an almost daily basis. Aren’t the eggs pretty?
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