This morning the gang of Acorn Woodpeckers arrive and the disparaging Morning Doves(Instead of Mourning Doves) and a jamboree begins. I put, along with some seed, leftover watermelon and softer berries on the fence and the birds and of course, squirrels feast.
I am thinking about adaptability and invention. Many people admire cleverness and right now there is a focus on simple efficiency since so much of the time there are lines to get into stores and the ordering of supplies. I like when people talk to each other in line at a distance and since the request is that we not go into a venue with friends, as a couple or five children people seem a bit more vulnerable and aware of those around them then the safety of their group.
There are exceptions to the single file approach to entering a store based on need and help that is available for single parents with children and those who need assistance but thus far I see few taking advantage of the situation and others moving aside so it will work for them to enter like a bird with her young hovering close to her.
Watching the birds as they move in and out of their groups is always entertaining. The Dove fluffs up to let the Jay know that she needs space but sat times there is a bookend of two Jays and a Dove in the center and they feed accordingly from the outside in and the inside safely pecking in a thickly seeded spot. There are very large Banded Pigeons that come at the end to clean things off but the small birds have staked their claim on their seed for the morning ahead of time.
I have been staring at this fence and the birds intently for years now but today is the first time I realize that one Acorn Woodpecker has been using a notch in the fence to set his sunflower seed in and crack it open. The notch is curved like a slither of the moon and just enough level area in the center to both set and wedge the seed there. I pick up the shells and toss them into a bin and leave the millet for the Junco that comes and collects quite a bit of it each day.
As I forage through life right now I try and learn how to ease into various situations and how to tuck small amounts of supplies in our studio so that they fit in each nook and cranny. We do not have a garage to stockpile supplies and not sure I want to and when I see there is not a lot of one kind of food or item I take one or two at the most and come back the next time and usually I can find what I need for the next several days.
I appreciate the lessons of the birds reminding me that each small notch can hold food, play or life on any given day. A bird can peek through the hole or hang upside down from it, a small item can rest there for pick up or to be divided and conquered for a meal. It is amazing how they use space so deftly and considerately. They are not cluttered with too many ideas and when fear arises it is a quick response that is over and done in a split second and then back to their life.