They Call 'Em Trash Birds

Since I moved into my new place, I have put out my bird feeders and have been fighting a constant battle to keep them full of seed. I have a pack of blackbirds that can empty three full feeders in the course of about 5 or 6 hours. I fill them once a day, and the birds must make due with that. I can see the birds from my office window, and I watch them all jump around and jostle for feeding position. It is very entertaining, and I love being able to watch wildlife from my window. I really enjoy having all the birds here.

I had family in town that came to see my new digs and celebrate various other occasions. When they saw my feeders, they thought that I had a great set up. However, when they saw all of my birds, they dismissed them as "trash birds" and said I should stop feeding them until they go away so some real birds might show up.

I love my trash birds. They have gorgeous patches of red and yellow on their wings, and they have a very nice call. I think I will keep them around.

Well, I am for the first time feeling a little settled into my new place. I have company due in this weekend, and I can't wait to see them. The lil' lady is settling into some fun new adventures as well. All in all, things are calming down and looking up I think. Could this be possible? Is life about the become bareable again? I can't say yet, but such a life would be welcome with open arms at this point. Good day!