A happy (lady) chaffie

I have to laugh at the birds, sometimes. When the feeder gets low, they attack it in their droves because to them what’s here today may be gone tomorrow. When I’ve filled it up they come in numbers again as if they have just heard that Mafeking has been relieved. And then they ignore it for the rest of the day. That's birds for you.
     I sent a little traveller’s tale to an old friend today, as she didn’t seem to like my Christmas offering. I love doing such things.