a river of stones, 7.24.11

It’s not so much that I begrudge the robins the occasional blueberry.
It’s just that for every ripe blueberry they peck at, they manage to
knock another 3 or 4 unripe blueberries to the ground. The expression
“waste not, want not” runs through my head.

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2 thoughts on “a river of stones, 7.24.11

  1. We were just today watching birds in the blackberry bush. They would poke at them until they fell on the ground and then pick them apart wtih their beaks. They were a bit more careful than yours.

    • Sounds like it, Linda. 🙂 One thing that I am still trying to figure out: the robins keep trying to eat our blueberries and the squirrels are having a field day this year in our apples, so why don’t any critters go for our raspberries, of which we have more than we can eat. The canes are thorn-less, after all. Perhaps they don’t know this? I’d love to leave a sign: “Blueberries and apples off limits, but help yourselves to the raspberries…”

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