Stacy Horn

The new bird feeder hanger is here and installed!!  It does the trick perfectly — thank you, Karen!!  The title of this post refers to the fact that I went down to the street to clean up the bird mess, and the second I got down there, guess what happened to me?  Mess on the head.

Feathered dudes, who is feeding you, hello???  The shower curtain I put down doesn’t cover all contingencies, apparently. Anyway, the downstairs is clean now, I am showered, and here are pictures of my new set-up.

View one.  I put down a new shower curtain, cleaned up the feeder and put seed in it to celebrate (I usually only fill it in the morning).  Two more pictures below.

The point was to get the feeder to hang over where I could put the shower curtain down so it actually catches more mess, and I didn’t think you could quite see that it’s working so I took a shot from a slightly different angle.

And then I thought it would be fun to show the cat’s eye view. I had to move it one pole back. The first pole I attached it to made it too close to the window, and Finney was beside himself. So yay!! Me and the birds are all set.

By now you’ve all seen this picture of a squirrel that got in someone’s vacation photograph.

Well, yesterday I was walking home, past the Sex and the City apartment, and as per usual, there was someone standing there taking a picture of it. Except she was holding a small stuffed animal of a squirrel in front of her camera!!  LOVE HER.  I didn’t take a picture of her doing this because it felt rude, but I just had to acknowledge her awesomeness here.

This is someone’s home. I love the glimpses you get into buildings whenever work is being done. This one just seems so perfect, a pretty building on a pretty green street, a garden to the side and you can see straight through to the garden in the back. I wish it was mine. Every day I could take my coffee and walk up those stairs to my study. Where I would study MY GORGEOUS HOME. I’d probably need everyone in America to buy one of my books before I could ever afford a place like this. Sigh.

The birds are going at the feeder as I type. I love feeding the birds. Even though it was more money and more work (keeping the area clean) than I expected it’s all worth it. Oh! Oh! That thing that Karen found for me so I could hang the feeder out over a different part of the fire escape arrived yesterday, but I was out so now I have to go to the post office and get it. Can’t wait! So I’m afraid more pictures of the bird feeder is in the immediate future.

This store is at the corner of West 4th and Bank, and they have gorgeous things, but I can’t afford them, and I know I can’t afford this serving plate which probably costs a million dollars but man do I love it.

A closer look after this shot, in case this view doesn’t capture its beauty.

Isn’t it stunning?? Don’t you want it now too??

And you guys said it would happen, but the cats have gotten almost blase about the birds.

Not completely uninterested, in fact I wish I could have gotten a picture of Finney and a dove literally nose to nose staring at each other from either side of the screen the other day. The dove was doing the “baroo” head tilt, and Finney was relatively calmly watching. By relatively I mean no tail action.

But here is Finney sleeping, for God’s sake, while there is frantic bird action going on right behind him.

Meanwhile, I can’t believe how hard it is to sell books. I’m doing everything I can think of, but my book is not breaking any selling records, alas. Some books catch on, and some … don’t. I’ve got a few things coming up that might make a difference, one I can’t wait to talk about, but man. I’m exhausted.

Oh, I’m not sure if I mentioned it, but I sent my proposal for my next book to my agent and she wants me to try again. It’s salvageable she thinks, thank God, it could be worse, but I still have to gear up to go back in there and try again.

I promise to take picture of other things besides birds when I go out today.