Bird feeder.

Today I was out with a friend from childhood, S, we have been catching up. We stopped by my folks so she could visit with them and she learned all kinds of new stories about her father who has been gone quite a while.  I am home and not much time to look for a picture and then start dinner,  my friend is coming over for dinner.  Pulling into our driveway I liked the late afternoon light on the leaves behind the bird feeder that my dad made for a Christmas gift to me many years ago.