The Birds Are Eating Me Out of House and Home

I can hear those blue angels practicing for the Seafair show but I’m far too lazy to climb 3 flights of stairs to stand on the roof deck in hot smoky air to try to catch them.  Didn’t  go out today.   This blip has taken awhile —no way can I do something like this same day…and I”m not sure I’m ready to abandon it yet,  but maybe someone needs a smile today so I think I’ll post it.  Might work it more.   Any suggestions welcome.  But I couldn’t deal with shadows.   Maybe a big window in that wall.  It’s the cabin table and almost everything ( all the recent birds at the feeders )is my photo (Incl St Mark’s floor)…except for some food. (my food library needs work)
I thought my Mom made up “you are eating me out of house and home”   but no,  it was Shakespeare  in Henry IV (speaking about Falstaff I think).   (did you need a fact for the day?)
We bought more bags of good birdseed to bring back tomorrow.  :-)