This squirrel tried its best to get up to the jelly and orange half by climbing the feeder pole, but that's one of the ones I reattached the Slinky to, so it would grab and the spring would sag. It would let go, then try another feeder. Same story. Grab, sag, let go. It went around about four or five times and never got up on any feeder. Oh too bad.
This morning I drew a gratitude journal page for yesterday. Sometimes it's easier to do it for the day before than to carve out time in the evening.
After it stopped raining, I went over to the birdseed store to see if I couldn't find a new feeder to replace the one that gets gunked up with wet seed. Turned out it was wet and moldy seed. Yuk. Anyway I found this 3-tube feeder that seems like it'll empty faster and be easier to clean. Some Sparrows landed on it but I wasn't fast enough to get a picture. Next time.
Today's watercolor is a Ladybug. It was fun to paint. While I was painting it, I realized that this book is kind of like paint-by-numbers without the numbers. One of these days I'll go back to painting without the sketch to fill in, but for now I'm having fun.
I sat down after supper and knitted a few rounds on the Scrap Hat #5. Only two or three more ribbing rounds before it's time to knit a few rounds even for the hat body and then the nine rounds of crown decreases. I should be able to knit faster with big needles and a big handful of yarn, but wrangling five yarns is a bit of a challenge.
Once I turned off the TV, I sat down and drew a gratitude journal page for today. Look at me! Two in one day! My biggest gratitude today was getting to give LC a ride to her trombone lesson this evening. DS and DIL1 had an unavoidable meeting so I got to be the designated driver. I don't get to see her often enough so it was a real treat.
There are a couple more tiny yellow mums on the plant in front. The purple ones are about the size of silver dollars but the yellow ones are smaller than dimes. Pretty color, though.
Every day I have a little mandarin orange with my lunch. They're usually seedless. Today's was not. In an orange barely bigger than a ping pong ball there were 29 seeds. 29!!! Yes, I counted them because I couldn't believe how many I had to spit out. That orange should have gone to Svalbard to the seed vault to preserve the species.
--Barbara





