It's been busy around here, what with cold temperatures and snowfall, and melts. We've been experimenting with suet feeders. This one lasts longer, it seems, than our other one.It's quite user-friendly, as you remove the jute, take it over to the hanger, hang it up, then slide off the cover. No mess on one's hands!
The red squirrel was trying to get the last remnants of the suet out of the bag. They have wicked teeth!
Then there is the single male cardinal. I love watching him. He tends to visit more reliably at dusk and early dawn. Not great for photos, but he is a fine looking bird. You can watch how he manipulates the seed. At the end of the video, the deer are around looking for seed under the feeders.
Cardinal from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Hooper like watching the birds from the window. You can see the bulbs I've planted [Kitty play time] and recall they were digging in the dirt. Hubby looked all over town for river stone, to stop him from digging in the container. He found some aquarium stone.
Back to tennis. It's terribly hot. It's quite stressful on the athletes, I'm sure. The man, for some reason, play up to 5 games, the women three. I think three is much more sensible. It shouldn't be a marathon, but a tennis competition.
Hooper is a fan. He doesn't have a favourite...
Hooper tennis from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
We watched Shapovalov, and the two beefy men on his team, with the little koala mascot in front of them! So cute. I forget that Chapeau, as they call him, is only 18. He's intense. His name is quite the attention getter as sports announcers seem to either forget trying, or neglect to research the pronunciation. It's there on YouTube. I think it only respectful to try and get someone's name correct, especially if you are in media. As a teacher, I worked very hard on this.
Anyway, once outdoors, I noticed we have a mouse hole, which I shall have to fill sometime! It's there, under the middle of the bench, under the window. Three cats, indeed!
