It’s been one year since I started putting out bird feeders and it’s amazing where it has led, especially considering how so little happened in the beginning.
I’d peek out the window, anticipation ramped up in hopes of spying an adorable finch or sparrow. Nothing. The feeder wasn’t even touched.
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