Murrmurrs

DooDah is a mess Ever since Studley Windowson faded out of our lives, I have become a backyard nuisance. I am a pest. I need another persona...

The more I know, the less I know. That's the way it's supposed to work. If you have a question that doesn't lead to way more que...

Studley Windowson, my personal chickadee, and I have had a tight relationship for the past three years, and by this point I can pick out his...

I don't know why it took me so long to think about putting up another bird house. The one Dave built for the Windowsons, for their chick...

One thing that brings us together in a time we're all supposed to stay apart is we have something in common. We all look like shit. I ha...

You act weird enough, people just leave you be. I've already told you about the time Dave took me to the back porch to teach me how to b...

Surviving self-quarantine requires a flexibility of spirit. One quickly learns what is essential to living and what can be done without. Dav...

Social media have allowed us to be so familiar with each other that I sometimes get the same link sent to me by numerous people. "Sala...

What with the ravages of extreme capitalism and the collapse of ecosystems and the rise of fascism and the complete surrender of the masses ...

I have mealworms. Let the seduction begin. I have mealworms, two industrious chickadees, and a box of beebling baby birds at the goober st...

Who knows where a love story begins? The best ones don't always start with the precision of Cupid's arrow. Some take time. And som...

Studley April 2019 Marge and Studley Windowson are back again and I am so relieved. It was no sure thing my chickadees would be back i...

Well, you just never know, and this whole eight-year enterprise in chickadee rentals has been one long exercise in just never knowing. Throu...