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Bird Feeder and Thirds

by Linda Nelson, posted in Making the Words Flow, photography

Bird House

This birdfeeder is the best. All the squirrels and chipmunks hate the thing since they haven’t once been able to rob it. The feeder was purchased at the Tractor Supply Store and was reasonably priced. It was a Christmas gift given to my DH. He loves it! When and if, a squirrel or chipmunk makes it to the perch, their weight causes the spring controlled cover to close making the food inaccessible. The roof, itself, keeps them at bay.

Last year we used a conventional feeder. No matter what we did, we couldn’t stop those critters from taking all the seed. The older dog didn’t help matters. She won’t chase them. Apparently they are her friends. Every time we would try to shoo them away from the feeder she would take to barking at us, not the pesky rodents.

Keelaa, on the other hand, loves to chase those squirrels and chipmunks. She’s pretty fast too. One day she managed to run up the hill before the squirrel and was waiting for it. I guess that critter was in a bit of shock to find a little dog waiting for it. That squirrel ran up the nearest tree, complaining the whole time.

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A Journey For All of Us

by Linda Nelson, posted in Making the Words Flow

 

Photo courtesy of Creative Commons Bing Images

Every one of us has a book within waiting to be written. With each of us is on his/her own journey. It’s only a matter of what you decide to make of it. Remember that last time your car broke down? Did you rant? Did you get angry and blame someone else? Did you take it out on someone else? That is the makings of drama.

We writers use drama – aka conflict. The conflict in our stories. It is the glue that keeps us reading. Conflict is a reaction to a problem – big or small. When the reaction is in a big way – that creates drama, the sort of thing that the soap operas are made of.

The next time your car runs out of gas, the windshield wipers fall off, or your tire rolls past you on your way to the store, think of it as part of your journey. You’re that story that only you can write the happy ending for.