There! Maybe I'm not such a dinosaur, after all :)
This feeder is one of many, and sits right outside the window that frames our computer desk, in the apartment. Our cats (Murray, Little One & Pandar) love the perch, and we're constantly entertained. After filling the feeders this past weekend, Chad said, "It makes you wonder why everyone doesn't feed the birds". My reply: "Not really, honey. We did just spend $25 for feed that will last two weeks at best."
Sure, these are hard economic times; but I've thought about this conversation a lot since it occurred. The truth is that even if we spent $30 a week on bird and squirrel feed, we'd still spend less than most families do on cable or satellite TV or internet; and we're not dulling our intellegence! In fact, we're communing with the Great Provider; dancing with Mother Nature and looking into the mirror of life. I'm surprised more dirt-road-dwellers don't boycott technical providers. They're charged outlandish fees for provision of the convenience (I checked into it, when we first relocated), and have a world (literally) of actual interaction at their fingertips.
It may pass that Chad and I have, or are inclined, to subscribe to the influx of connectivity on Ingram Road; but having lived and loved being without it, I can't imagine.
The featured bird in this photo was what I was working to capture. It was one of the first yellow ones we'd seen in our six months here, but I have yet to feel confident in my identification of it (the marked black and white wings bars is what is throwing me). Another shot I got was better, but I love this photo - and it never fails to provide a chuckle - because of the Tufted Titmouse in motion, to the right. I don't even know if I knew it was there; but as in all things, it's the unexpected that is the magic.
Perhaps that's what I'll say one day, as I send a post from internet at home...
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