Many thoughts today, about extroverts and introverts, current discussions online, with many participants unaware of the meanings. The Bill in the title above is Wordsworth, but you knew that.
And the successful DNS attack on the empire of the criminal enterprise formerly known as FB. Right after a major expose on national TV last evening by a whistleblower.
But it's too much for the laborious one-finger typing which is how I do my blogging on a phone with a tiny screen.
More important in the existential sense is the ladybug that rode home with me in the car and is now flying free, reminding me that I may as well put out the bird feeders.
The front one is settled into the Russian sage, so it feels safe to birds not used to a feeder right there. See the suet block hanging in there?
And the back one has an extra added basket I set up for birds who like suet but are not too adept with the no perch feeder.
They're used to feeding here. So are the squirrels. Very few squirrels around this year, though. Chipmunks put in their first excitable appearance yesterday. As long as they stay outdoors, it's fine.
Back to my book.
