You talkin' to me?

"... 'Cause I'm the only one here." Great line from the movie Taxi Driver.

As you can see, Seymour came for a nosh this morning. He scoots up the side of the deck, runs along the rail, and plunks himself down in the flower basket with all the sunflower seeds. Today he got a bonus since I'd crumbled up some home-made suet and put it int he basket. Lucky little rascal.

I fiddled a bit with this image, slight crop, a little vignette and (thanks to Another Day) a little cloning to get rid of a a pesky hook in the corner. Yay me!

Thanks for all the comments, hearts and stars on yesterday's sassy blue jays. They are all a tither now, swelled heads, demanding contracts, the whole bit. I must remind them that His Royal Redness, the Cardinal has also made contract demands. Never mind the unreasonable demands of the House finch gang! And don't even get me started on Seymour's shamless bids for attention.. Meanwhile, Rocket and Phoebe are not happy either.

Off to enjoy a bowl of pasta for lunch today, then a trip to the local Sam's Club to stock up on paper goods and blueberries. Sam's is the the only place to get large containers of blueberries this time of year - go figure. It is a goopy, soggy day in my neck of the woods. Jealous of you folks in the NW US who are having a bit of the white stuff - take lots of pics, okay?

Happy Tuesday...