It didn't take long for another Sparrow to discover the small bit of seed I spilled on the patio. He hopped around pecking the best ones up fast. I also tipped out a fist-sized chunk of suet cakes that I was sure they'd all jump on but I only saw one Sparrow pecking at it and all of the squirrels went the other way. Maybe the bunnies will scarf it up.
Except for this one squirrel that leaped from the birdbath to the crook with the suet cakes and right up to the suet nuggets feeder. It spent a good amount of time savoring the fresh nuggets. A couple Starlings showed up after the squirrel left but I didn't get a picture because they don't stay long.
The prompt I picked out of Sketchbook Challenge was Rubbish. You can tell that the author's British because if she was American it'd be Trash. Anyway, I carefully dug out the two paint tubes I threw away the other day. The cobalt blue was was just used up but the flamingo was the tube that exploded when I opened it so I was extra careful when I touched that one. It had so much paint hardened in the threads I couldn't put the cap back on. That was one huge mess but I like the drawing.
Tonight at Friday Night Knitting I worked on the sock leg and added an inch or so. It's getting to be time to measure it and think about adding the heel flap, heel turn, and gusset.
I went to the grocery this afternoon to replenish my supply of frozen meals. There was an older lady peering into the next freezer looking at frozen meals too. I said, "I'm sick of cooking. These days I only reheat." She looked at me, grinned, and said, "Me too."
Tomorrow is another Saturday Market on Military. We've got two in April and two in May to get through. I'm surprised that we're going that late in the season but we've paid and will stick it out. I have the feeling that we've exhausted the book-reading customers at the market. I hope not. All I ask is that I sell one book per session. Just one and I've paid for the booth rental that day. Anything else is gravy.
Now it's time to say goodnight and hit the hay so I wake up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for tomorrow.
--Barbara