Bathing Beauties

After a limited amount of research, I have come to the conclusion that it doesn’t matter where you are, if there is water available, there will be birds in it.

The first location was in my own backyard:

I never cease to be amazed at pigeon behavior.

The second location was 50 miles due south (as the crow flies–or in this case, the seagulls):

Diet update:
A good part of Monday was spent paging through the South Beach Diet cookbooks borrowed from the library, making a grocery list, and then–shopping. I survived the day, and am confident there is something to eat tomorrow! My calorie total for the day was just shy of 800, which I know is too low; but I wasn’t really hungry. On the drive home, I entertained the idea of pouring the sugar-free hot fudge syrup over the Planters 100% natural harvest Pistachio Grove Blend of mixed nuts roasted in sea salt with no added oils. That was good for a laugh, and then I came to my senses.

Fat, er, Flat Tuesday

I arose early this morning with big plans for the day and promptly set about laundry, tidying up–and just as quickly pulled a muscle in my lower back–unloading that new dishwasher, nonetheless! One would think I’d have learned that lesson by now, heat and stretches come first. 

The day was spent standing or stretching out with ice and/or heat. When I was up, I washed the pots and pans that awaited in the sink, read email/blogs at the kitchen counter, and kept an eye on the birds. A hawk stopped by, but left with empty talons. It was too quick for me to photograph. 

The hardest part of the day was missing writers group tonight.

Here’s another slideshow so you can see some different visitors, most of these only show up at the feeders in winter:

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