First a squirrel climbed into the square green feeder. The seed is low enough that it could get all of its body inside the feeder with only its tail hanging out. Then a Sparrow landed on the perch closest to the patio doors. The first time it flew up, the squirrel shooed it away. The squirrel went back into the feeder so the Sparrow flew back and started pecking away at the feeding ports. Next the Red-bellied Woodpecker landed on the suet nuggets, took a few pecks, then flew over to the square green feeder to land on the perch on the opposite side from the Sparrow. So now there were three creatures on or in the feeder--the squirrel, the Sparrow, and the Woodpecker--all at the same time!
I spent a lot of the morning scheduling Substack stories for most of November. I try to alternate short and long stories for variety. Today's story was very short. Next week's is longer. I'm having fun doing this. I hope people are having fun reading them.
It was hard to buckle down to writing Novel November words today. I just couldn't seem to pin my mind to the page. I procrastinated all morning and finally buckled down around 2 o'clock, but I eventually managed to squeeze out 1,890 words in a couple hours. In tomorrow's words, something has to happen. No, I mean SOMETHING has to HAPPEN. I'm not sure what but it has to be conflict-y and involve Rose. I've already had a guest be a cat burglar who the police woke up and arrested in the middle of the night. Now the woman who hates Rose has more rumor fodder and is making good use of it. Oh, I'll think of something.
The drawing prompt today was Fabric. Fabric? Really? So I tried drawing a section of the drapes over the patio door. It's terrible. I'm only putting it on here to have something more to post.
And after supper I drew a gratitude journal page. I tried drawing the squirrel in the feeder. It didn't turn out too badly.
I took down another crook from the cluster of feeders in the backyard. Now there are only three where there used to be six. I refilled the cob corn and was surprised when I went up that the last cobs were gone too. Did squirrels bear them of to their lairs? I don't know. I looked around thinking they'd be on the ground but no such luck.
In my procrastination I even went on Amazon and ordered Christmas gifts from DD and family's wishlists. They'll arrive tomorrow. Now I'll just have to remember where I've put them until December. Last week I updated my own wishlist on there so anyone who wants to gift me something will have ideas. Ho Ho Ho!
--Barbara







