Birdwatching - February 25, 2025

I'm having my coffee on the back porch this morning, watching the birds congregate where I tossed out a cupful of bird food.  It's the first day that the temperature has been above freezing at this time of day.  There are cardinals, wrens, chickadees, woodpeckers, titmice, sparrows, and blue jays.  The woodpeckers and the jays run the table.  I probably should have fed them somewhere else, as there will likely be a patch of weeds in that spot come spring. 

I have been trying to train the birds to associate my voice with food.  Every morning when I go out to the porch, I yell, "Hey, birds!  It's time for breakfast!" before I pitch out a cup of food.  This morning, just after I made my "call," the wren squawked a few times, and pretty soon the whole wren family came fluttering in.  

The woodpecker drills the fiberglass basketball goal a couple of times before he comes down for a bite.  I wonder if he's doing Morse Code to tell his partner that the buffet is about to start.    

Anyway . . . . 

This warm weather is making me itch to plant.  Or rake the leaves out of the flower beds.  Or something.  But it's a little early for that.  There are probably still some freezing temperatures in our future.  

Plus, I'm lazy.

And yesterday the mailman delivered a bag of 1" x 1" x 4" chunks of basswood.  So, I could whittle instead of doing yardwork.  ;)

Or work on Granddaughter #3's quilt.  If I'd work at it all day, I could finish the quilting.  The next-to-last block is in progress now.  When the quilting is done, the blocks will have to be sewn together.  I've decided to machine-stitch the blocks' backing, remove the over-lapping batting, and blind-stitching the top.  (I've already tried this with a couple of blocks.  It works.)  And then it'll need binding.  

Maybe it'll be done by summer, when #3's birthday rolls around.