I never really understood honoring mischief, but even if I did, New York City, where I live, has already endured enough “mischief” through the perils of Hurricane Sandy, which slammed us (and our surrounding areas) yesterday, which is why I did not post here on Blogger, which is normally what I do on Mondays.
Sandy wreaked havoc, which has resulted in (among other catastrophes) power outages, including damage to a back-up generator at a prestigious New York City hospital, causing them to have to relocate all their patients by ambulance to other hospitals!
All over the radio folks are being encouraged (and some ordered to do so with a mandate) to stay home; yet, at the same time, we are being encouraged to share our photos and stories of how Hurricane Sandy has impacted us individually, which brings me to my posting here on Blogger today.
As you know, dear reader, normally on Tuesdays re TLLG’s cyber–space venues, if it’s Tuesday it must be tumblr, which is still the case, but in today’s situation, I will post my Hurricane Sandy experience, or rather the impact she has had on the birds which visit my garden, before sending you to tumblr (where I have plenty of new content).
Having recently prepared my garden for a major upheaval, I am no stranger to doing all I can to protect the flowers, herbs, plants, shrubs, trees and vines which grow in my garden. And also, I’m very sensitive to the needs of the birds that visit us, making sure that, when my garden is being disrupted, my birds are still able to eat, as they are accustomed to doing when they come here, including the baby blue jay seen at the top of this image, undaunted by my mischievous looking Jack–O–Lanterns, and unimpressed by the beauty of my Rubus calycinoides (AKA Creeping Raspberry or Ornamental Rasberry), which is “dangling” to his/her right. The little bird’s main concern seemed to be how to eat in the pouring rain! I have heard that it is not too good for birds if their seeds become to soggy, so I began my prep for protecting their food from the rain (which was predicted to accompany Sandy) by putting some of it in a “saucer” below my table, as seen in the image below, with a lone blue jay looking at me for “reassurance” before checking out the situation as evidenced by the images posted below.
|Mourning Dove Noshes as Mademoiselle Finch “Stands Guard” (With a HUGE Seed in Her Beak)!|
|Mourning Dove Doesn’t Look Up For a Even A Minute From Eating
(As Monsieur House Finch Nibbles and Guards the Feeder)!
|Mademoiselle Flashes Her Cover Girl Smile Before Noshing|
|A Wet–Headed Monsieur Enjoys Lunch (And Possibly the Camera—Given His “"Pose”)|