Things in Birdbaths that Are Not Birds #3
In the last installment, I made it clear that this is not a bird in a birdbath. Now I have to point out that this is also not a bird in a birdbath. These are rabbits, people. That is all.
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In the last installment, I made it clear that this is not a bird in a birdbath. Now I have to point out that this is also not a bird in a birdbath. These are rabbits, people. That is all.
When remodelers are busy at work, I’m glad Captain Obvious swoops through the neighborhood. If he hadn’t set out this Port-a-John sign, we might have thought this lovely room was a home addition.
We had a recent patch of cooler, mistier weather…which meant it was the perfect time to visit the parking lot seagulls! On a dreary day, the seagulls hunker down on the pavement, and their necks all but disappear as they … Continued
Usually on Walkabout Wednesdays, I post pictures of things I see in the neighborhood. But this past week, I left my home in the sandhills and went to the mountains. Right off the bat, there were signs that I wasn’t … Continued
Will this discussion of palmetto tree mailboxes ever end? No! I’ve already discussed our love of palmetto trees here in the neighborhood, and how you’ll see that love reflected in our choice of mailbox posts and the mailboxes themselves. So … Continued
I love the Little Free Libraries around here. But I also love the little lending libraries that take their own path. They pop up with names like “Community Book Exchange.” Or “Take a Book, Leave a Book.” They don’t have … Continued
It’s the day after Valentine’s Day and the heart flags are still flying happily in the neighborhood. That’s great, because the world needs more love and happiness. I hope they stay up until the end of the week. Oops, did … Continued
By the time I was born, this neighborhood was already well-established. But 20 years earlier, a neighbor’s friends asked why he had moved out to the country. There were horses in the neighborhood then, he said. Of course, there were … Continued
I’ve mentioned many times that my neighborhood is smack dab in the middle of Suburbia. Not a farm or barnyard in sight. So it always surprises me to find signs of chicken life. Literally. Signs of chicken life. These two … Continued