It is still a dark and lifeless period in the garden. Life is there of course, but it is sleeping deep down in the soil. I was given several garden books for Christmas and spend my days dreaming of the spring garden, the summer garden, the autumn garden. Winter days and winter nights are for garden dreams.
The squirrels are alive and awake all winter though, and they are busy stuffing their soft bodies with the sunflower seeds from the feeder.
I love watching. Both the squirrels and the birds. The St.Francis birds as Rebecca beautifully calls them.
2 comments:
Oh! So, cute!
They are so lucky that you take time to leave food for them.
Blessings,
Paz
hello, I found your site on a friends blog. How beautifully you capture nature. Your squirrels are different than ours, your's have cute tuffs of hair at the tips of their ears and more red in their fur. Thank you for sharing your talent. I love to cook also!
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