Those rock-looking things surrounding the sparrow are figs (except for the one that's actually a rock). I threw them out about a week ago, and it appears that the animals don't like them either.
Like the birds, I've done little else on this icy day but eat. If we get iced-in tomorrow then eventually I will eat everything in the house. But don't worry. By then I will no doubt have asphyxiated myself with the fat on my face, so I won't have any need for more supplies.
Peaceful, when the weather's kind of dreary, means sitting around all day staying warm, making soup, reading, watching stuff, surfing, and every once in a while putting on a coat and going outside to take a picture of something that represents peaceful.
I received a request (challenge/dare/burden/invitation) from this guy to list five things people might not know about me. So, in order(?), here they are:
1. I almost always have tortillas in my house, yet I rarely have sliced bread.
2. When I was about nine years old my brother and I formed a music group called Gladys Arm and the Pits. I don't recall much music coming from it.
3. Often, when I'm leaving my dogs to themselves, I tell them that I have "some doin' to do." They seem to accept that explanation.
4. I have a modest collection of nude postcards (that is to say, postcards with photos of nudes). I don't think I purchased any of them. Most were given as gifts by people who believed I collected postcards of nudes. One was pilfered from a used bookstore (though given the time I think I could explain how it was justifiable pilfering).
5. I have never completed a novel by anyone named Austen or Bronte. This is a confession, not a critical position.
Admittedly, this is a stretch, but it was fun standing out in the street at night having passersby wonder what I was doing with a small table and St. Francis. Some people (not many) may remember a movie that came out in the 70's called Brother Sun, Sister Moon, portraying Francis of Assisi as a flower child. I don't remember it being particularly good, but I still remember the song, performed by Donovan I think.
So when I saw the Photo Friday theme of "sister," knowing that my own sibling is in another state and that there is no convenient access to nuns in the neighborhood, this is what comes out: an obscure allusion featuring a slightly scary-looking saint (it looks like he might smash the bird) and a fuzzy satellite.