There was amazingly more to my Sunday than the Little Free Library Tour in the morning. Coming home, I came down Ponce de Leon on the other side of Esplanade that takes you behind Terranova's. There, I discovered a bunch of birds having a feeder frenzy field day. There were sparrows, pigeons and parrots having a blast. It wasn't until I got a little closer, that I noticed that there were sparrows painted on the feeder...but it was still qutie a pack.
The homeowner saw me taking a few shots. She told me that all of the feeders were full earlier in the morning, and it wasn't that late. She bemoaned the pigeons. I bemoaned the squirrels who are my culprits. I have a whole team of them, but I confess to enoying them too.
And then of course, there's Sam. She was exhausted from all that work we'd done on our poem to submit to the "Writers Abroad" competition. She's my poet who doesn't know it. I couldn't do it without her calming spirit and her sweet serenades of snores and sighs.