I'm not cooking a big meal today. Just a regular weeknight dinner. For Thanksgiving this year, I'm feeding the birds.
A banquet is laid out on three feeder poles. Peanuts for the Carolina wrens and red bellied woodpeckers. Grape jelly for the orioles, both maleole and ladyole. Bark butter bits for the cardinals and pine warblers. Millet for the chipping sparrows. Sugar water for the hummingbirds (who aren't here at the moment). Bark butter for the downy woodpeckers. Sunflower seed for the titmice. Safflower seed for the chickadees, and of course for the mourning doves.
In the garden, there are acorns and beauty berry seeds, coneflower seeds, sweet gum seeds, pine seeds, poke weed berries, laurel cherries, and sugar berry nuts.
I'm thankful for these birds. They entertain and amaze me with their skill and diversity. I wish humankind were kinder to their habitat. They are brilliant and vital to our survival. If we could see our selfish way to saving their environment, that would be the greatest act of gratitude.
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