|ANYMORE PETALS OR SEEDS LEFT ON THIS ONE? NO!|
|THIS LITTLE GUY IS DOING THE SPLITS ONE BIRDIE FOOT ON EACH STEM|
They no longer make the little squeaky toy call that they did in the past. This time, as I was watering the flowers, I could hear them in the nearby trees making a little chuffing sort of call to each other. I wondered what kind of birds were making that sound. When I quit watering and sat down on the porch, down they fluttered.
|GOLDFINCHES, I LOVE YOU...I LOVE YOU NOT....I LOVE YOU, EVEN IF YOU ARE A LITTLE GRINCH-ISH|