It’s either Jehovah’s Witnesses, my gut, or my refrigerator
I’m not the world’s most vigilant homeowner. In fact, my ability to ignore flashing danger [...]
Helping the homeless
It’s spring and as usual I am paying close attention to the birds experiencing homelessness [...]
Son of Stud
Studley Some of you might be wondering how Project New Chickadee came out. [...]
No Deposit, Move-In Ready
Danged if it don’t look like we’re at full occupancy here at Hopeful Birder [...]
Hot Cloacae
This time of year makes me feel fizzy. Like when you have some money down [...]
A Visit From Beyond
DooDah is a messEver since Studley Windowson faded out of our lives, I have become [...]
Ode To Joy
The more I know, the less I know.That's the way it's supposed to work. If [...]
Hawk Up
Studley Windowson, my personal chickadee, and I have had a tight relationship for the past [...]
Ending Bird Homelessness
I don't know why it took me so long to think about putting up another [...]
A Bad Feather Day
One thing that brings us together in a time we're all supposed to stay apart [...]
Firstly, You Must Find Another Shrubbery
You act weird enough, people just leave you be.I've already told you about the time [...]
The Three Essentials
Surviving self-quarantine requires a flexibility of spirit. One quickly learns what is essential to living [...]
Great Tits!
Social media have allowed us to be so familiar with each other that I sometimes [...]
The Resplendence Of Studley
What with the ravages of extreme capitalism and the collapse of ecosystems and the rise [...]
Meet My Tweetheart: Studley D. D. D. Windowson
I have mealworms. Let the seduction begin. I have mealworms, two industrious chickadees, and a [...]