Mar
18
2009
I make sure my two large bird house totems face outward, one on each side of my front door. I want the birds in my neighborhood to feel welcome. There are a multitude of birds that come to our five feeders, which I keep well supplied with anything from sunflower seed to thistle to suet and when the warm weather arrives I put out nectar I make especially for the hummingbirds. That does not even include the birdseed I scatter on the ground for the birds who prefer to feed there.
Last year there were three birds nesting in our vicinity. An eastern phoebe built a nest above the right front door light although there might have been too much traffic there for her to be successful in raising her young. A nest was built there two years in a row.
A scarlet tanager raised a family in a bird box stationed at a large white pine a foot higher feet than my head less than an hundred feet away from our entrance although I never spotted the brightly colored male. I had never seen one before.
A catbird made a nest in the thicket of one gigantic bush in the corner of our yard. One of our cats found the nest and flushed the young catbird out of the bush and we shooed the cat away immediately. The frightened baby bird hopped into the open garage chirping in fright. My son who happened to be at my house first had to move a table and a filing cabinet out of the garage to reach the scared little bird who had hopped deep into the cluttered garage. He trapped the baby bird carefully scooped up into a little box without touching it and safely released it back into the overgrown bush where its nest lay.

I want all the birds in our neighborhood to know they are welcome to visit our premises and raise their young. Every day I watch them come to and fro our feeders. Soon I will put out nectar for our hummingbird feeders and watch the miniature “helicopters” come back and forth and jostle for position at their feeders. We will have one feeder at the window just so we can watch them closeup.
There is such a variety of birds that come to our feeders. The magnificent ten inch long red bellied woodpecker with its gorgeously marked red head occasionally feeds on our suet feeder
(which I have placed right next to the trunk of the large white pine tree) and there is his companion–the smaller downy woodpecker which stands at attention as it climbs up and down the trunk of the same tree also feeding on the suet. Then there is the diminutive brown creeper who is aptly named who also feeds on the suet and my favorite–the fearless chickadee whose antics I always love watching.
This is, of course, an incomplete list. I want them all to feel welcome and the birds continue to come here in a constant stream. I joyously greet them each morning and watch them all day and never know when an odd bird makes its appearance like the indigo buntings that seem to come through here once or twice a year in flocks. I never know for sure what I will see outside my window. I want the birds to always feel welcome.




Every person is different. Every person has different talents and not only that and maybe this factor is even more important than your gifts: what is truly in your heart and soul, how are you really wired?
Your birthday only comes once a year and is celebrated also once a year. It is the day of the year you came to this earth–were born. It is special and when others celebrate this day with you they share in the knowledge of your uniqueness–the person who is only you and has only your unique set of qualities. Each person who celebrates your birthday with you recognizes your special set of talents which sets you apart from others which only you have been given so enjoy your birthday: you are only given one a year.

I have many memorable stories about “Atilla The Hun” my bad black mutt but in here I will only relate one. He got out again and I was chasing him. Finally he comes up to me and dropped a green dog leash at my feet. I had no intention of canvassing the neighborhood to see which stoop he stole the leash from. You have to understand this was the day after the state dog warden had paid us a visit. He had gotten loose again and harassed the neighbor’s dog. I did not want to advertise he got out again and was roaming the neighborhood again loose.