Weirdly, just because we’ve had so much. You’d think I’d be sick of it by now. But rain feels like a day off to me, and an excuse to relax. I just feel bad for the birds.
I fill that feeder half way up every morning and by mid-afternoon it’s gone. I guess I should be glad that the rain is going to slow them down. They’re going at it hard right now, as I type. I’m still getting a mixture of pigeons, doves and finches. That’s it. Where are all the other birds? Like Starlings, for instance. They are almost as ubiquitous as anything else. Where are they?
Oh. A dove is checking me out right now. Doves seem to be the most at east with me, the least frightened.