Feeding the Birds and My Soul


My grandmother always puts seed out for the birds (and nuts out for the squirrels). As far as I knew, it was just another way she takes care of the earth's creatures. She was a nurse and hospice volunteer for decades. Taking care of people and critters is just what she does.


A few years ago I hung a feeder from my deck and filled it with seed without much more thought than, "why not feed the birds?"


I didn't know then that I would become captivated. I didn't know that I would look out my kitchen window first thing every morning to see who was visiting.

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I didn't know how many different colors, sizes, and shapes birds came in. I didn't know that I would keep a camera nearby to see how many varieties I could photograph.

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I didn't know that these little feathered friends would make home feel a little homier and life a little more lively.

Now I know.


  1. When I moved to my current house, there were no birds anywhere and it felt like a void to me. So, I put up bird feeders (and hummingbird feeders) and waited and waited and one day I heard birdsong and looked out my window and there were birds all over the place and my heart was happy. It's a wonderful thing, isn't it, the songs and the colors and the sizes of the birds. Now that they are in you life, you will always be looking out your window to see who is visiting. It's great!!!!


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