Do The Words Nut Hatch...

remind you of me?  Nope, not the opening into my house!  I promised no more birds but I took a moment to soak up the sun while reading a good book. Soon the White-Breasted Nuthatch had me under his/her spell.

There it is sneaking down to the feeders.

Not the normal White-Breasted Nuthatch who travels the tree looking for goodies.This smart one was retrieving goodies from the feeders and STASHING the seeds in nooks and crannies of the tree. She/he ain't no dummy!  With seed in bill, it would hammer enthusiastically to fit the seed in place for a later time. Upside down, sideways it worked diligently to store food for another day.

I was never quite quick enough to photograph her action.  She became paranoid about her stash, which I have heard is normal for those who have "stashes" and quickly moved to another tree so I would not know the location of the bounty.

The sun's light warmed my day.  With a good book and my camera I ignored any work. It was a day long over due.

My Feet On Another Sunday Night

 Relaxing

had an idea

but I lost it.

Back to reading.

Open Link Night Week 96...

dVerse Poets is giving free rein to creativity in this poetic adventure.  Your subject, your style, your creation...enjoy the contributions from many.

Two weeks of  reflections
Entertained
By a Greg Iles page turning thriller
Iced with Tiger's Curse
And Water For Elephants

A week plus two with illness
And pills with allergic reactions
And probing needles
Finished by misaligned back
And pockets full of pain

Free style nonsense
Patterned after insanity
Lay on pages
Crying out to be dissected
And critiqued

Many will gallantly try to find
Beauty and balance in these lines
Of purely crafted nonsense
And say, "Oh, how beautiful"
While I ice pack my ass

Waiting for the pain meds
To kick in.
Chocolate
Caffeine
And Kindness make it tolerable.