A few months ago, Daniel decided that we needed a birdfeeder. By needed, I mean the can't-live-without-for-another-day kind of need. We made a trip to Menards in search of the perfect one... didn't want it to look like a little house, not too big, not too small, etc etc. We ended up picking one that is pretty much a mesh tube with a lid on top and and a ledge on the bottom. Because of the open-mesh style, we had to get sunflower seed instead of regular bird seed because the regular stuff just falls through. Turns out the sunflower seed either comes in packs similar to what you would eat at a baseball game, or a 50-lb bag. Guess which one we *had* to have? Yes, we've had a 50lb bag of seed sitting in our garage for the last couple of months.
The weather was nice last night and I decided to fill our feeder for the first time in a few weeks. When we were sitting on the couch, I looked out the window and discovered the creature who has been scaring all the birds away...