Everything was ready. The tree was decorated, and the presents wrapped. The kids and grandkids would arrive soon. Beth pulled on her snow boots, went to the shed, grabbed the bird seed, walked out to the bird feeder, and filled it. Her present to her feathered friends.
Merry Christmas, birdies.
Thanks for reading and responding. You make it fun.
Mark
I feed the white wings and the sparrows and finches every morning. Still trying to figure out how to get them as subscribers!
Cute!