Bird on not a wire.
We moved the problematic bird feeder to a hook outside the bedroom window. This afternoon I spied a Carolina wren checking it out from the fence. He didn’t make it to the feeder, but he spent quite a bit of time there, preening. I was delighted.
Dawn Shepherd is a writer, a professor emeritus of writing studies, and an enthusiastic amateur of many things. After stepping away from higher education in 2025 to pursue a cross-country van journey and travels through Spain, she is currently exploring the art of the deliberate return. Through dispatches, sketches, and snapshots, she documents the magic of everyday life. She lives in Greensboro, North Carolina, where she’s figuring it all out. Probably. Maybe.
