On Sunday afternoon before heading home, Barbara she had a look out the living room picture window, taking a little time to admire the Hawthorn tree, which is currently festooned with bright red berries.
"Are there berries all the way to the top?" I asked.
"Nope," she said.
"YAHOOOOOOO!" said I. They're back... back at last!
Measuring His 'Belly to Berry' Ratio
GULP
"Are there berries all the way to the top?" I asked.
"Nope," she said.
"YAHOOOOOOO!" said I. They're back... back at last!
The yahoo and general celebration was because when the berries disappear at the top of the Hawthorn tree, it can only mean one thing - they have returned, i.e., the Cedar Waxwings are back!
Those fawn colored birds among my favorites of mine. They are not only beautiful, but I need them to help keep my hawthorne tree under control. As you can see in the photos above, the Waxwings stuff their greedy little gullets with the Hawthorn's red berries which means less berries fall to the ground to sprout into annoying baby Hawthorn trees. Now, how incredibly helpful can a bird be, eh?
Do the Yellow Feathers Make My Arse Look Fat?
Double Neck Twist
