Saturday, April 28, 2018

Food for Hummers. For Nana, again.


Nana didn’t have to defend us from the cat like she did those slow poke Chickadees. Not saying we didn’t enjoy watching her take a broom to Sylvester the Cat. We did. Very much. “Less hunting, more swatting with the broom.” That was our rallying cry for Parrish Lane. Oh and, more sugar please.

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