Pink Phizz

Friday, June 10, 2005

Sounds of silence

The garden is quiet now. Mr. Bob, our resident blackbird, is keeping guard in a near-by tree over the feeding table. All the little ones are gone now. We still get the variety of tits who grace our feeders. Our little robin no longer comes to feed out of our hands.

However, the feeding frenzy is over.

And you know what? I kind of miss it.


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