One gardener's observations, discoveries and random thoughts whilst simultaneously worshipping and dallying in a Cape Cod garden. "A garden," said Ralph Waldo Emerson, "is like those pernicious machineries which catch a man's coatskirt or his hand, and draw in his arm, his leg and his whole body to irresistable destruction."


This morning, we came close to having visitors to the feeders. A host of tufted titmice were spotted, as well as this cardinal and his wife.

They enjoyed the seed I’d scattered on the ground, but so far as I know, not a bird has yet visited the feeders hanging on the windows. At least I’ve managed to get their attention.

Before long, I’m sure they’ll be lining up for some grub. In the meantime, I’m surprised our fare hasn’t been discovered by the neighborhood squirrels.


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