Another very quiet week here, but at least we didn’t have any bad snowstorms that could keep people from traveling.
Mary Lou Pomeroy and daughter, Jane Foster, former residents of Island Falls, drove down from Caribou the other day and visited here with me and with another friend, Patti Hartin. The sun was out, the roads were bare and they had a nice ride back to Caribou, where the many potato fields are now bare of snow which makes it bad for snowmobilers and skiers.
I have had fun watching the many birds that now are flying around my feeders. I have not had the good fortune to see any more nuthatches, though. I do have a big group of female finches and chickadees and juncos that arrive every day. I keep watch early in the a.m. ( around 6) to see the cardinals, and if I am alert will spot them, usually on the ground, but they do fly up to the feeders if there are no sunflower seeds on the ground.
When the gray squirrel gets through filling his stomach, there are always sunflower seeds left on the ground as he always tilts the feeder so that quite a few seeds fall out.
I have had quite a herd of deer showing up out back lately. At last count it was eight, a mixture of small ones and large ones, and they drift between my place and Sam’s, where Jaime Connelly and wife, Stephanie, have been feeding them. I always give them apples and bread and they clean that up in no time.
The going is easy for them as the snow is not very deep. A couple of years ago it was a different story, when the snow reached up to their chests, practically, and the largest one would go ahead to make a trail. Right now they can graze a long time near the woods, where there always seems to be something there they eat and the snow is gone there.
