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| Feeding birds has its limits. |
Sassy insists on going outside, front-yard, where she sits down in the garden and guards against any threats.
Today I was sitting on the porch, looking over the Rose Garden, when a bird flew in and landed momentarily on my leg. I was startled and made a noise, so it took off. I was flattered.
In the backyard I filled one kiddie pool with fresh water, a few inches, so birds could perch, bathe, and horse around. Starlings are the best at that. They rest on the flimsy plastic edge, dip their beaks for some water, then jump in to splash around. Bathing and preening are essential for bird flight, and starlings make a great game of it.
I flipped the other kiddie pool over to provide an above the ground feeding tray, large and clean.
These are not the blow-up kind, but the thin plastic ones that sell for a few dollars at the end of summer. That is also the best time to buy bird baths for almost nothing, especially the heavy concrete ones.
