NO! Say it isn't so!
I took this picture not 20 minutes ago, coming back from the feed store, a mile from our house on the levee over Stranger Creek Valley, with bean fields on either side.
The weatherman said yesterday that we would get a blast today, the last blast for a while.
As you see, there is no sun.
Side view to the north, looking over the bean fields to 24/40 highway a mile away. Normally you can see the cars from County Road 6, where I was.
It's already over, thank heavens.
It would have been the straw that broke the camel's back for this woman.
We will not be feeding from an open platform this year after the winter.
It has created a huge area of spilled seed, and it's this that draws the hordes.
The starlings prevent the other birds from getting anything, except that I put seed out for the little ones early
in the morning and late in the evening, for the last feeders, the cardinals, juncoes and mourning doves.
I'm going to invest in two nice feeders with spacious sides for the birds to perch on. We'll make it just a tad harder for them to work for their food.
Remember that I showed you the full feed can on Thursday?
It is empty today. I just got back from the feed store, fetching more.
It's an expensive hobby.
As soon as I finish this post, I'm going out to shovel (again) in the old henyard, and
put some fresh straw and some prairie hay out, so the ducks can finally leave
the henhouse. They are miserable penned in there, and they have created a mess.
In fact, I'm going to have to go to Garnett and get grandson Chris to come up and help dig it out... it's solid pack of wet straw and partially frozen, but will thaw the next few days.
The sun has tried to peek through off and on all day.
This is the wild area across from our house, ten acres never developed. It belongs to a chuch who has intended to build on it as long as we've lived here.
There is an entrance up the road to the right.
So... file this under Strange Country Stories.
People think that because we are in the country, anything can be dumped here.
Dogs, cats... these are routine. Trash. Christmas trees.
So, Keith got a call from the Emergency Manager of Leavenworth County, a friend of his.
Someone dumped a truckload of human excrement up here.
Can you believe that?
I heard machinery coming from there a week or so ago and thought it was strange, in the middle of a snow event.
It has already been cleaned up, but, my gosh.
We reported roadkill deer being dumped there by KDOT workers two years ago, and they
were cleaned up promptly after we complained... it just goes to show.
I happened to look out the window a few minutes ago and did not see any starlings at the feeder.
I did, however, see this.
For this poor little fella to be out in the middle of the day in the middle of the yard, he must be very, very hungry. I don't know whether to go out to put new seed down for him... I am sure he is digging through what's out there... or to put the last of the bread from the pantry out. I feel so very sorry for all the wildings, and so grateful that Lilly, who was asleep on the porch, did not smell this little creature and kill it.
I can't tell if there is a baby clinging to it's back, and I have taken several pictures.
I will post as I can for the next few days. I hope to get out there in a few minutes and get the ducks sprung.
I'm going to put their lettuce out for them so that the chickens won't gang up and eat it... the ducks go nuts when they see it. I can also kiss off my duck eggs because they will freeze outside if I can even find them, and I have enjoyed getting them clean from the henhouse for the last week!
I'm going to put some bread out in case the possum comes back to eat... it's still out there, moving slowly... I'm glad it found the seed.
Everyone stay safe, and our friends in the southeast... our sympathy is with you as this storm batters you again... and our prayers.