Sow's ears and purses

Sometimes I wonder how long is too long.

When I really want something I am usually reluctant to give up hope.  I don't always know why something happens, or works, but I do know that sometimes -- it just does.

Lately I have been focused on my bird feeder.  It's one of those clear things that attaches to the window with little suction cups so you can see the birds close up.

I put it up about a month ago thinking that winter, when seeds are hard to find, might be the perfect time to entice birds to come onto my deck and eat.

You might think that is asking a lot, but in good weather house sparrows have no problem at all.  They build nests right up on the inside corner and make that whole side of the deck uninhabitable.

It infuriated me in the beginning, especially because I am the bottom deck in a three story building and even if I run the sparrows off, they just build a story up and their litter still lands on my deck. So, I decided to make the best of a bad situation and enjoy them.

Only it seems that this is too close to me for their comfort.  Of course I have mostly seen crows and geese who are really too big and who I really wouldn't want perching outside on my window sill anyway.  I did see one cardinal, but he didn't stick around long enough to eat, so I wait.

I could rehang the feeder on the outside of the deck with just a few modifications, but I think I'll just wait and in the meantime that extra seed I have in a storage container on my counter top is a good reminder of what ten pounds looks and feels like as I am trying to lose weight.