Phil the pheasant visited the garden today. I saw him in the gazebo under the table picking up the scattered birdseed. It has been a long while since he last brought his wife and 4 offspring to feed on the mound.
The squirrel was back today. He knocked on the dinningroom french door to let me know he was there. He scampered up the pole of the bird table, flicked the seed in the bowl and then with a huge jump into the Sycamore tree, disappeared.
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