Jim’s at it again; angry, swearing, ruffling feathers. I know it’s his tree, he tells us all every morning. Just wish, once, he was in tune.
Ha! Must be a grackle.
its not jim’s tree its lynn’s !
Made me laugh!
Aw! So excited for Spring!
This made me smile. Although, I pictured, alternately, a retired man pruning a tree and a fidgety bird. And that’s kind of cool in my book.