An Eye on the Prize

Dear Diary,

Blue Boy always knows when I put the peanuts out.  He watches with such rapt attention from Auntie's tree, never taking an eye off his prized peanuts.  Of course, I put the peanuts out to attract a squirrel but no squirrels come.  I'm glad that at least Blue Boy appreciates my efforts.  It is the coldest morning of the year, -16F.  The birds will need extra seeds on days like this and I will pour warm water in the heated bird bath as it has formed a bit of ice on the edge.  Brrr.