I was walking up the driveway at my Mom’s house this evening and came to a dead stop. There on one of the dozens of birdfeeders Mom tends, was a Downy Woodpecker….or a Red Bellied Woodpecker…..or maybe even a Yellow Bellied Sapsucker……I’m not certain. They look the same to me.

Anyway (which should give you a clue as to who is writing this because I didn’t say “Anywho” thankyouverymuch), I began to creep like I was stalking the poor critter. I was just trying to get a closer look. That’s when it dawned on me. I could only imagine what the neighbors must think if they just happened to glance out their window. Then again, if they’re at all familiar with my family, they wouldn’t give it a second thought. I got within 20 feet of him (or her, I wasn’t close enough for sex determination). And, of course, as always, it flew off. Which led me to this question….Why is it that all the pretty, interesting, and/or colorful birds are so elusive? Have you looked at a starling latlely? Looks like a Crow on crack. Every once in awhile I would like to see a flock of Gold finches come through. But then again, they wouldn’t have anywhere to land because the feeders would be full of Doves, Finches, Sparrows, and Wrens. It was then that I remebered the Orange rubberband bracelet I always wear. It simply says, “I am part of the Change.” If I can’t accept Doves, Finches, Sparrows, and Wrens as a gift too precious for words; I’m not being “part of the Change.” I’m knee deep in the “Problem.”

So, after I received this apparent divine enlightenment, I stopped in the yard to just take in scenery and pay a little gratitude to the Big Guy. Feels good sometimes just to get out of me and shake off the dust.

Now that you’ve had a taste of “why Tim shouldn’t post”, I hope you will all urge Heather to lock me out of the blog and never let me post again.

There Honey, I did it! WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!…..now may I go back out and play? LOL

Til next time……yeah right….

T