I feel like Snow White around here sometimes, minus the seven little miners.
Spring cleaning, for me, is not a companionless task. See the debris all over my deck? The blue jays sat on the edge of my roof yesterday and flung it from my eavestroughs, scrounging for insects in amongst the leftover leaves from the fall.
This morning I caught this mangy little guy nibbling on the scraps.
Now all I need is a nice long sleep…