Day Forty Seven

When Pigs Fly

A whole herd of Starlings discovered the peanut butter feeder yesterday and returned this morning for a breakfast feast.

They don't care who they land on as long as they get a place at the table.

Talk about Kung Fu fighting! This Starling wasn't about to give up his peanut butter. He went into Ninja mode.

And he won. The other Starling was clearly intimidated and decided that maybe he should wait his turn for a bite. Talk about when pigs fly! This was the biggest bunch of selfish winged pigs I've ever seen. They finished off every last morsel of peanut butter. I'm sure they'll be back for more. The restaurant is always open, and we don't discriminate. Starlings gotta eat, too.

Day Forty Six

The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches.
~~ ee cummings

Another beautiful snow day in my back yard.

Day Forty Five

Hearts Aflame

Love is patient and kind. Love does not envy or boast. Love is not proud, rude, self-seeking, easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth. Love always protects, trusts, hopes and perseveres. Love never fails. Faith, hope, love. The greatest of these is love.

1 Corinthians 13

Day Forty Four

Wow, I sure do feel like a total "Boob"! Didn't even pick up my camera today. So I'll share a picture of one of my favorite characters from The Beatles animated movie 'Yellow Submarine', Mr. Jeremy Hillery Boob, PhD. He's a real nowhere man, making all his nowhere plans. I'll plan on taking some actual pictures tomorrow.

Day Forty Three

Goodnight, Sun


All the wires and cables that crisscross over the intersection of South Jefferson Avenue and Interstate Drive sliced up a beautiful Winter sunset this evening. Couldn't resist taking a picture with my trusty cell phone camera. Nice to see the sun for a change even if it was on its way down.