darn tree-rats

My love for birds has deepened in recent months. Consequently, my contempt for squirrels has increased twofold.

The other day, Ryan helped me trim some low-hanging branches off the arborvitae in order to prevent the squirrels from lowering themselves onto the bird feeder, stuffing themselves into the bowl of seed and scaring the birds away.

Those beady-eyed little buggers responded with an angry act of retaliation:

my life in a Christmas nutshell:

Band practice, choir practice, ensemble rehearsal, set design and building, staff meetings, planning meetings, Dessert Theater, Cantata, dress rehearsals, Christmas Eve services, Christmas Day services. Shopping, wrapping, knitting, cooking, mailing packages, inevitable familial conflict. Exhaustion.