Peanuts have become a staple in our house. Not for us to eat, but to feed the blue jays that visit us each morning. My goal is to be able to hand feed them, but all efforts have been, to this date, unsuccessful.
That said, it’s a thrill for me to be recognized as I walk up our driveway some days, returning from the hour or so I spend on the road each morning, taking photos, enjoying the views and fresh air, and maintaining my hip mobility for future good health.
Such was the case yesterday morning, when finishing up my leisurely walk. Still three houses from our driveway I heard the sound of a jay. I knew I had been recognized because from tree to tree it flew following me up the last part of the lake road to my driveway and then to my house. Of course, I had to stop and take photos.
When I returned home, rewards were waiting…in the form of peanuts for the jays, and smiles for me.
It ain’t just about peanuts, you know.
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