I seem to have a case of writer’s block lately. I know this because some evenings find me sitting here with my fingers at the keys and all my photos up and waiting and I am at a total loss for words. I type, then erase, then type again and before you know it, a half hour or more has gone by.
I hope you’ll bear with me.
I found these photos on the camera disk today. My husband had managed to capture a wren moving into the bird house we have along the fence.
Here he sits atop the birdhouse with a long piece of dried grass.
Moving to the edge of the roof, he tips over.
And somehow gets in there.
There you go.
And then he’s back for more.
I want to thank you all for coming by, and I’m so glad that you make this a regular stop. I have a lot planned for the weekend, and may not get it all done. It’s been forecast to go up to nearly 90 degrees on Sunday, which is way too warm for me but it could be worse.
On another note, I need you to know that my idea of cleaning a part of my house for 30 minutes on a daily basis has failed miserably. I’m not surprised about the outcome of my ill-fated attempt at avoiding cleaning on Saturdays but at the same time, I have no plans on beating myself up about it. I yam what I yam.
Hope your weekend is a good one.
I’ll leave you now with another of my husband’s photos. This time it’s of a male red-bellied woodpecker.
To view a larger photo, visit my Picture a Day blog [here].
Until later, my friends . . .